Will not show my wounds, life extracts a price.
A heap of pain, squeezed into eyes...

Questions are the answers
and answers are the questions...

Imitating the waves,
I try to end the attachment...

A view from the cause,
alters the landscape in you...

Unfolding the dark night,
quarter moon shrinks...

Non-eye vision penetrates.
The silent song trembles...

Standing on a cliff
holding the hand of a tall tree...

Pursuit of a desire
in the middle of philosophizing...

The eye within the eye
of a soul is tranquil...

Reading the innocence of leaves,
a tree, yellow stars...

This shapeless fear
gives birth to cosmic vibrations...

I allowed you to tread on me unflinchingly.
My mind on pause...