Between the sun and moon
you come to transcend...

You done me
mosaic...

Let me put back
the rhythm to the song...

So near and so far
you live together...

The sun beats mercilessly.
A coastline invites the violence...

You hide behind the words.
It was my priviledge...

The fire thoughts rise,
when the stinging stubble burns...

Under the holy basil,
lighting the earthen lamp...

Charging at the
huddled moon, palm...

Retrieve me, by my
voice, to stay at the pause...

It was a free fall,
drowning me on the footpath...

I don't recognize
you, after giving...