You say you can't believe in god.
I trust in god, like I trust in physics.

Your world has been shattered.
Mine is safe and sound.

You went through despair and death.
I've seen not more than flowers wither.

Your unfaith is made by experience.
My faith is made by the words of others.

You're confident of your philosophy.
I just trust in faith.

A tunnel separates us.
You went through it and lost god.

I wonder whether I'll lose him too.

if I am not there in your gathering,
there is no sadness,
there is no sadness..
stories of ours, of our closeness,
aren't less,
they are plenty.
I have turned
my mornings into evenings sitting in your courtyard.
[that is I have so many times passed my time there.]

His eyes saw the poet
Where will he go if he sees more
"I will jump on the bandwagon with you" she said.
"I will write you a magazine" he said.