I am
like a buried faithful seed...

Don't stretch your arms
like the branches...

In where would skies rive?
I am ardent to behold...

If you are truthful
you are everyone...

Butterflies of poetry
forever flutter in their reflections...

They would go after
your dreams first before after...

In a kiss two souls
wake up the sleeping beauty...

You did not see the father’s big soul.
You did not see God from the keyhole...

God is dead
God is a star so far that it is...

Trackers never track
until the tracking happens...

Blowing the figures
in the figureless boulders...

In my loneliness
I have learned I am never...