A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour

Distractions of youth Parade like bright spring flowers Always on the mind Entangling my weak heart To the land of mud and ice

No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told

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?

Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray

Twelve in numbered spin Once reaching double digits Feel the crisp brisk sweeps Sudden gentle remainders Subtle breath of orange array

Howling and wailing Like the vast October winds Delightful to find Many who share the same chord Sing till frogs jump in our throat…

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

My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old

愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く

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?