I'm a void
Stuck in endless creation...
Collecting more luggage
while moving on...
Off the coast of Mykonos
among the Greek Isles...
A truth a day
was not sufficient...
What organicity!
Moon was coming down...
Trap unplugged,
There was a hairy assault...
Birds chirp on a branch
And providing the balance...
Asking for privacy, a
green snake becomes deviant...
A solemn moon
talking to hills...
Of many gods,
I chose the rock-cut Buddha...
Before you eat
your words...
I plant my last kiss
on the wall of mausoleum...