Inquiring myself
to understand the goddess...
You were not sin.
Pain interrupted to trigger...
Summer falls,
But it’s autumn...
Dying red leaves were
ready for a blitzkrieg. The spectre...
In the whisper of rain, a melody's born,
A symphony soft on the wings of the morn...
You can see whole
world in my mouth. I start...
I take a lesson
from you O god, before...
Light digs up the hope.
You appear like pure flint...
The answers look
at questions, like sparrows...
Can you foretell of the
death-like the hound? after...
You didn't want to
age, rediscovering...
I tried to sleep
under the sun at night. From moon...