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

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

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

Just for a moment To glimpse from dusty pages A single white flash Tenuous seconds follow Until a roaring reply

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

愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く

Ask me who he is A tall tree and branches keen words drop; leaves shaken I try to collect them all But forget them by the stream

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…

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

Delicate surprise From behind blind-folded eyes That glint of glitter Sprinkle, sprinkle, floating down We reach out, we grasp, we drink

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

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