Twilight dip,
the aged pine...

By the moon dappled water
her smile...

A sketch of light
draws me a captive...

Stirring moonbeams off the lake,
The moon utters a woeful cry...

Where is wisdom?
In the arms of destinys embrace...

On ripples from dewdrops,
Here I am...

A Butterfly lands on my shoulder
Whispering a miracle...

When fate begun to pursue us
Time pauses for a moment...

On ebonize clouds a full moon rest
Awaiting the tolls of midnight...

Here I am again
Finding myself staying up all night...

A poem he wrote on his outstretched hands
The kindhearted, a few read and understand...

Stuck in the frail folds of my pocket
Emblems of an immortal love...