Come and sleep with me,
I said to moon. We have to...

Unmaking the bond
between cause and effect...

The nectar,
coming from nowhere...

Had wanted it to happen,
without me...

Like Sequoia,
you wanted to grow tall...

Tracing the primordial culture of truth
in its oneness, we find the ultimate answer...

Hurting yourself,
You won't say anything about...

Death will not measure
the height...

Calibrating,
the orgy in sky...

Do not, meditate.
Random words would take you...

Fear of staying in sidelines,
as a waning voice...

Finding my path in
twilight to reach your abode...