We must switch
the focal point of our attention from...
The awe of turning old,
winds your blooms away...
Seeker:
_Master! teach me you...
A mirror stranger,
a parallel line in motion...
We built our coffin from the planks of our habits.
We have no choice but to be obedient to our death...
Look
White doves...
I was ready to share
all my soul with you...
Life is nothing but alchemy,
to discover...
Do be do be do
A mad man sang I am he...
It's us who border.
It is us who limit us...
Could you imagine
I am you and you are me...
The mask covering
our unsightliness, unmasks...