Outside me was a howling light
tracing a path...

I do not display, but am.
Where the heart lies...

It was there all the time
the core fear, my inadequacy...

He did not depart
or reached anywhere...

Looking beyond the window
I always wanted to shut my eyes...

For the sake of lake, I climbed
on the weeping hills...

He, making his own cast. You knew it.
Unique mystique of transparency...

Unthinkable.
Lithograph of a malaise...

Dying daily in eternity
for it to be...

This world was too much.
in him...

Reticent were moon, sky and birds.
A pall of gloom spread on the trees...

Turnover my secret past
I have to dig up my future...