(2013)
Why does music speak Without line or threads of time We plug ourselves in Forming an echo cocoon Never wanting to come out
To puddle one’s words Few are willing to admit Myself least of all To fall and land upon earth Closer to Earth than before?
Words without meaning An open mouth seems empty Trying to express Something that dances lightly Forefront of a clouded heart
愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く
Fresh Seattle rain Cleanser more of soul than streets I envy that sound Such simple pure harmony Don’t forget that umbrella!
Flickering between The realms of light and shadow Why not close the shades? Sleep’s alluring charm welcomes Despite such early hours!
Just for a moment To glimpse from dusty pages A single white flash Tenuous seconds follow Until a roaring reply
Perplexity breathes Into the hearts of all men In heart beat matters We shy our true intent like An elephant in the vent
Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them
My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old
Foggy morning sky Your veil remains untouched by The flags of Autumn How cruel of you to kidnap Such keen keepsakes of your kin
A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour
The words are muffled and shifting… The pounding won’t stop, the fraye… I hold onto a thread, a little blu… The tension is mine; it is a pain… Frenzied energy drains from my fin…
Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
