When you are rock-solid you think you are forever,
before time breaks you down to the pieces...

In the beloved
eyes Just beauty lasts. Flesh is...

A soft deer cut in
barbwires of hyena's fangs...

The war of good and evil
is the battle of beauty and ugliness...

When loud, God is mute
When we turn silent though God...

What if we won’t wake
for we are fugitives of...

To camouflage their
smeared hands they deliquesce in...

Wheel marks
on the mirage...

Sounds vibrate to silence,
waves to stillness...

In any second our wings portion death and life.
We are equals as we are together...

The hyenas' heinous hunts of fawns,
the gory glory sacrifice of lambs...

Tell me how have these
lilies learned geometry...