My life is baggage
I’m leaving my home...

I sail through the cosmos
blowing thoughts fly away...

Wings of the Wasp
Is it possible to change into a wasp and fly away...

I'm looking
at the slow ripple of time...

I am the source
drink me...

with afternoon tea I come back
to the past...

lull me
hearing dreams...

I listen to the rain in Hong Kong
birds sing longing melody...

set me free
in the summer salsa...

fairy fantastic Irish setter
wrapped in a dream...

Don’t run away from me
I just want to talk...

thoughts fly away
obsessions slowly flow...