I love you so much that I could die.
Your face is burned into my very memory...

Delicate fluff
pulled...

What do I know of the land of Shiva,
the mantra, the sacred sound...

Tender love and our tender years
how they have passed. I sift to find...

At a place by the sea, pelicans in flight float...
Beloved souls of my life, past and times...

Oh! Quarrelsome rat
How they fester and scheme...

Ode to woman
Ode to her glory...

The deeper aspects of life
They twine and...