Both sides- both worlds - both love
So be it my first strange love...

Goin' to be crazy, goin' to be happy and goin' to...
Suppose to be very easy when the dove come...

Earth and man are just atoms
Love and live are - again - another atoms...

Seems I don't know
Seems be it OK , yet--then...

Neither do I nor you have a power
Yet, everyone has chance to do it...

I almost alone in my pasture
Yet - all of sudden--the wind blows and strange...

A dove flies above this trinity's Buddhist temple
Whom do I have to say to...

Never so much puts
Saddlebags on Jesus...

Thee seem being my power
The dark crow flies away...

A spring comes
Thorns will be gone away...

So be it tough and complicated
Dove already comes to the cage though...