"But what is reflecting back?
When I look in the water, the rain stirs.
The earth pours itself, melts and freezes.
And my hands are like clay.
I too have unlimited energy.
To forget what’s missing in every entity.
An endless depiction of my own life.
The beauty persists."
"I’m afraid to even touch you
Though I’ve done it so many times
I’m afraid your skin is hot
Angered because of me
I’m afraid that you’ll break
Into pieces I can’t collect
I’ll never forget if it happens
I’m afraid that there is no more light
Because of me
Maybe I’m so vein
You don’t even think of my name
Maybe I’m afraid that I’ll break
Or fall too deep, and only sink
Into a river you can’t collect
Maybe I want you to be free
So I’m not selfish in what I want
I’m afraid it’s because of me
You can’t think
Nor I articulate
Into words I can’t collect
I wish to see the truth
So I’ll stand here
Into places I can’t recollect
You can find me
After you’ve touched everything
I will break
Into memories you can’t collect"
"Every time I touched the earth
I thought of you
I wished to press my energies so deeply
You felt them miles away
Remembering how I always told you
We are One
Maybe you could forget the pains