I was not the one
Who killed my father...

I was not the one
Who killed my father...

I need to have faith
It is God doing and not me...

I feel like crying
When I remember the loss...

Back tide water brings the swan back
Home...

Angelic choirs raise their voices
Holy holy holy...

Haikus are my kind
Easy to write...

In the evening
The shop owners...

As the dawn comes
I remember what mama used to say...

Speedily he comes
And goes slowly...

Once I was the son
Of a king...

My jaw is full of rashes
Oh-ho...