Someone is hidden here, holding my skirt.
He bends backward and grabs my hair, keeps pulling me.
Someone Is Hidden Here (12/13/15)
Tag: Absence
Beyond Existence and Absence (11/22/15)
Wines have been offered from the Sun of happiness to me.
The cells of my body have become a knob on the door of the tavern.
Come, watch the face of our Sun; that face is the Garden of Eden.
Stay in the shade of His hair which is divided in the middle;
That shade is heaven. Continue reading “Beyond Existence and Absence (11/22/15)”