(2013)
Perplexity breathes Into the hearts of all men In heart beat matters We shy our true intent like An elephant in the vent
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils
The mind of a girl That swirling vertex of bright Is unreachable So we put up these steel walls When we could have built a bridge!
My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old
Just for a moment To glimpse from dusty pages A single white flash Tenuous seconds follow Until a roaring reply
To grasp at the root This longing for the seasons Hidden deep, deep down To say it’s just “Natural,” Would only scratch the leaf-tops
Ask me who he is A tall tree and branches keen words drop; leaves shaken I try to collect them all But forget them by the stream
The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors
Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life
Life’s obligations A daunting sea of turmoil With crest after crest I’ll hide in this briny shell Till the tide forgets my name
愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く
Why does music speak Without line or threads of time We plug ourselves in Forming an echo cocoon Never wanting to come out
Scattering shy leaves Skittering down two by two In Fall’s breeze they sink Forming such a golden path Blind-folded hearts can follow
Words without meaning An open mouth seems empty Trying to express Something that dances lightly Forefront of a clouded heart
