Friday, June 19, 2009

Being nothing

The far future, so far I had dreamt has never had
such hopes as high as you, the charm of you-
has veiled my heart, you never been so beloved
Night is long; as long as I think, I think of you
Floating mind dwells all over your realm, finds
sometimes a smile, sometimes a wild silence
Whenever I think of world, I feel you
Whenever I think of me, I feel you
Whenever I think of you, do you feel me?
I know myself the most, I must learn to survive,
without world, without you, without me
I hope for a new life when it's morning,
being nothing; the only way to be: be nothing