Where within awaits a whale
a splasher of water in the face...

Where has my imagination gone?
It used to be like bees...

Oh saintly night,
you, where the moon strolls by...

White
candles...

When I first laid a bite, I saw black and white;
a bunch of bright stars. What a delight...

Sometimes, I’m a cracked egg
laughing...

If I was the shoe in your foot,
Who was the sock...

The day is ready to be filled with rain
And I was born to be a ray amongst the storm...

A kitten
cracking tears...

As they form,
if you listen carefully, you will hear the waves...

With tears I cry but mainly smile
to those around me for a while...

I dreamt to be...
but it was just a dream...