Do you want to see if it’s real?
It all depends on what you feel.
Do you need to know if it’s true?
It can never lie to any of you.

Thousands of ancestors in me
are trying to raise me to see
what’s best for all descendants.

I’m now one of the attendants.

Some voices I hear more clearly;
the ones that talk to me dearly,
the ones who assist in every test
and never abandon our quest.

My heritage I should manage well.
Does it mean I must try to tell...

The Met Obs on the mountain top
is left to rust and rot without stop.
Will they discover the best means
to enact some restoring scenes?

Salinger’s smile

will stay for a while
if the girl turns to him
without feeling grim.





He was touched by the smoke
and some recognitions awoke.
Commissioned to look for horses
by strong internal forces
she’s looking for the best,
those that withstand the test.

First I see the man and then I see the moon.

Will that change anytime soon?
Will the man turn and get his coat
or begin to slowly turn the boat?
There are many containers afloat,
each carrying a very special note.

Has he just found one?

I’ve climbed so many levels to find them here;
this group that’s to me quite vitally dear.
Is one person inviting me to join them now?
If so, I’ll try to find some way how.

What am I, who comes from the depths of the cave?
What subtle movement will this moment crave?
Have I been standing here for an enormous time?
Only just now noticed in a manner so sublime?