I pray for the day When my mind is clear Silence, sweet silence Schemes and impulses forgone To live without a shadow

Such sweet aroma Breathe in the color deeply Exhale precious wafts Crisp Citric spiral peelings, Fill my compost disposal

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

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

The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors

Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils

Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed

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

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

Words without meaning An open mouth seems empty Trying to express Something that dances lightly Forefront of a clouded heart

Foggy morning sky Your veil remains untouched by The flags of Autumn How cruel of you to kidnap Such keen keepsakes of your kin

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 puddle one’s words Few are willing to admit Myself least of all To fall and land upon earth Closer to Earth than before?