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

Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them

To cover the tears Some men will drown their sorrows Some just run away Some even will board their hearths To me? A path of rom-com

Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life

Scattering shy leaves Skittering down two by two In Fall’s breeze they sink Forming such a golden path Blind-folded hearts can follow

A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs

To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished

To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling

Red and orange glitter Dancing delicately high Above winding paths Falling to the great grey streams Falling for grace, or duty?

Fresh Seattle rain Cleanser more of soul than streets I envy that sound Such simple pure harmony Don’t forget that umbrella!

My Grandfather’s last dream In a deep sea of white, heavy thun… Until a peaceful respite blinks What will it bring? Will the rain… With their piercing showers, will…

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?

Once my beating heart Matched steel drum lines to-to-toe Teaching metronomes But now my beat has fallen Into syncopated depths

The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays

愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く