The whole world was only a cell, and your cell was...
It was the freedom...

Life is an interlude
between two deaths...

O deliquescing clocks, deliquescing clocks,
only timelessness is real...

Always seeking light
while sorely learning only...

They grieve their loved ones
to death then are the loudest...

Sky said to a tree:
How could I invite a protrusion like this...

Everything is for acting
I am an entertainer...

I emerge from you
every morning just to be...

You complete me so
because I am nothing and...

Everything is mounting.
Everything is rising...

Corroding in sinews,
blooming in soul...

All in silver and grey,
in the dying bed...