just let me tap that silent door ..
though I understand there will be no quiet voice answered
even to the half of my rumbling groan … still no answer
I think I’ll go back to the empty
alone in space where I talk about heart and half stone ..
Well … God, if I was dirt ..
why are Your silent grass grow?
and I want to take shelter ..
was unable to withstand the cold storms
shivering in the spirit of dark and light …
looked up at the sky hoping to cool savanna …
let me know on my mind ..
circle time just changing sky
let me be trampled soil
without a stone where I once complained ..
only remaining trace of her
so deep …
more than an inch in the heart ..