Half moon
connecting
two eraser windows
In front of
the green leaves of
the zelkova
lived the harsh winter

The morning fog rain
wraps around the buds
tickling the branch and bark
approaching from far away...

Refrigerator noise
drops of water
falling and scattering moans
tinnitus

Will a world where we can enjoy
such a warm
rich
new
quiet kiss
coming again
can we make a government
rises and sets like the sun?

More and More
The sky outside the window
gray and fades marching
Toward afternoon.

living with roses
wild stone pear
roots and branches
cough
phlegm
fever
constipation
stem and bark are so good for
as a endurance
removes poison

stone pear
light pink
dark pink
white, egg-shaped
no fancy bewitching
but constantly tempting.

Existence
Invisible from the beginning
Meeting the light
Being, its beauty
began to be seen

The stars of the night
nothing exists without color

two paths are different
two paths of light are not different.

now the one-year-old
Samuel
call me
once
twice
three times
emotionally charged
all differently
"haboo"
"HAboo"
"haBOO"
calling me unconditionally
to a loving call
my loneliness is gone

tonight
Samuel's mom and grandma
are on the phone
he interrupts and says
while looking and calling
for me smiling
he walks up the phone line to me
The tightrope master
like Philippe Petit...

Everyone

lives

with
everything

and
gives each other a guide

To survive

There is enough in lack
There is lack in enough.

Nurture and help and
companionship
Not Perfection

Nurture and help and
companionship
Not Machine

Insufficient natural love.