Calls of birds in spring
Blessed new lives wake from deep sleep...

Water falls through rocks
Gently on blue pond below...

Warped roots grown for years
One tree can be seen afar...

Empty sockets,
Damp and deep...

Seeds of sorrow,
Planted in my heart...

Dirt.
Paved earth road...

Sand in the hour glass continues to drip,
While I continue living this lie...

There he was under the starry night,
Walking along the sand, he was all alone...

I am a unique human
The music of my song...

Know what?
I’m sick of you...

Why does the wind blow so gracefully through the...
Of angry deserts only to cause a sand storm...

The people I envy the most are the blind
They can live their lives with just seeing black...