Everything would end.
Why we are able to live...

Come to your true self
to defend truth and justice...

Every light turns to darkness,
every sound to silence...

I was thirsty
like the smelted sands of deserts...

I am from an ocean beyond your eyes,
_ that is why your eyes are beckoning me...

Like a bird in the cage
of a unceasing movie of fly...

Others
Bridge us back to ourselves...

We must again,
learn these mundane paths...

Butterflies of poetry
forever flutter in their reflections...

About an hour passed
in the arms of silence...

In the middle of night I called her.
In the middle of the nightmare of daylight l...

When God whispers your body
to my seizing hands...