(2013)
The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors
My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old
Why does music speak Without line or threads of time We plug ourselves in Forming an echo cocoon Never wanting to come out
Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more
Perplexity breathes Into the hearts of all men In heart beat matters We shy our true intent like An elephant in the vent
Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く
Foggy morning sky Your veil remains untouched by The flags of Autumn How cruel of you to kidnap Such keen keepsakes of your kin
Scattering shy leaves Skittering down two by two In Fall’s breeze they sink Forming such a golden path Blind-folded hearts can follow
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…
Fresh Seattle rain Cleanser more of soul than streets I envy that sound Such simple pure harmony Don’t forget that umbrella!
Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told
