even if you don't love me
        I love you
even if I love you
        you won't love me.

The invisible foundation
The visible building
The building office
The surrounding roads
The surrounding scenery
The surrounding safety
The best
BB, the owner, made sure that
all these things were always the best
He did his best to invest
As the days went by
The building shone
The market price went up
BB felt better
BB had nothing to be afraid of
When he entered the building
When he stayed in the building
When he left the building
The people he met
One or two
Looking away
BB started to look away and ignore it
The building started to empty out
People started to go out and not come in
BB also started to fall.

office is the front line
There are these
copiers
desks
trash cans
coffee
chairs and desks
filing cabinets
computers and
coworkers
if these radiate warmth
at OFF               ICE
unacknowledged thing
coldness.

Naturalness is a sign of love.

at the end of all laws
naturalness

beyond it
there is no law

purpose of law
path to abandonment

beauty of a mountain top
there all beings appear
continuous warmths.

-from John Keats

in a shaking world
                            to breathe
and look ahead
and see nothing but
forests
          bumping and breaking
in a world where the self is fragmented
to survive
let's bend at the waist
not climb up but stand
                    under and
understand. Understand
that you are not my enemy
                          my friend together
We see listening from the blue blue sky
                              persistently...

wronged
unrighteous
exiled
strong
lost
fear walks toward...
with you.

Red color
hair
wings
torso
legs
Tail
Even eyes
hot, hot
red colored phoenix
never dies
Myth of Rebirth
But its immortality is copied
Legend not fact
The heart
the soul
thought
All cold and cold
Can't die
and cannot live
Because you can't burn yourself
If the temperature of love is
because there is no
The Phoenix
may die
nor live
the legendary bird
Existing in human imagination
and then you like a bird
powerless Human Phoenix
Big Brother
Also you cannot die
even when trampled
and cannot live.

To get rid of mold, you need to remove dampness, not water.

Destiny is not divided.

From the tree high branche
to me
dancing and approaching
a bird
From the fall of last year
staying together
with a spider web
dancing and approaching
a fallen leaf.

B...be
E...either
I...identity
N..nothing
G...goodness.

Human are imperfect
alone
That's why they can love

This is the greatest talent
It is the power to win
universe and dust.

but imperfect
human
go towards perfection
because of love.

you can touch me
you want all
tonight
if I was dead
you could not it.

Love comes from joy
joy comes from peace
peace comes from patience
patience comes from kindness
kindness comes from goodness
goodness comes from faith
faith comes from humility
humility comes from self-control
self-control comes from Love.

A pearl was sands at first.

"pen and ink" exists within uncertainty.

Confusion is a tunnel. It is inevitable.

Confusion is a tunel. It always meets a new path.

Confusion is a tunnel. There is always an end.

black and white era
color era
none
like in a movie.

you can touch me all
you want tonight
if I was dead
I couldn't let you.

with the cat's eyelight
Fog fogs of the time
walking slowly
in hard seconds.

all can't look at yours
shakes of branches of love
it is not visible

a love shows all
from sunset to sunrise

in the clouds a rainbow is a circle

seasons
streams
stars
a love...a tree...a rainbow

we know
they are in the time
of the snow *****
on the railroad stringers.

Faith
the power to not be
ruled by
everything
that shakes you

And the other thing
we have to live with it
correctly like him
for the people
looking up at us


- devote to Philippe Petit

In love
there is
no regrets.

The beauty of light
through the being illuminated
revealing
to appreciate it
is life.

Behind the clouds
            secret stars
Behind the wind
            secret clouds
Behind the light
            secret wind
Behind the love
            secret light
behind the light The place.

crossing a traffic light
down intersection
buried in a ravine
leaning against the Valley hospital window
looking down
gray
black
brown
No matter how price money
cars are waiting
at a red light
after a while
cars are moving
time is running again
darkness falls
Night comes
lights come on
following the enduring sadness
unable to work
the day will come someday
While thinking
I turn away.

It is not vain
for tomorrow
if
we live like ants
today.

with moments
alive thought about
historical fragments of
Upheaval
tugged by basement of
walker of worker:
the ants in the desert
gently...

On a semicircular table

single orange
Stay with me all night
by the recovering wife

The stem was cut off
and the leaves have withered
but the yellow skin is still

Enduring pain and disappearance
With a quiet voice
I present the day.

Walls of division and anger
hammer sleeping in the basement
so it doesn't rust
Like a duck's ***
May your poem words
waddling around
and walk
let there be
a hammer breaks down a house
but only tear down the walls
and not break the home of house
Sing a song of the crumbling walls
and I hope your party song
to spread far and wide
let us see a new world beyond the walls
following the song
As a duck finds a worm
in the grass and eats them
hatred between people
eat them so be strong
and tear down your walls
It's your hammer, your immunity.

The value of thing
are all different

The value of people
are all the same.

Comparing things to things
Advantage
outweigh disadvantage

Comparing human to human
Disadvantage
outweigh advantage.

yellow-spreading
gray-purple clouds
meet the faint smoke flowing
from the chimney
like a watercolor painting of daffodils
At dusk
a bird's wings
raise the wind
entering the gates of night
A light preparing
for dinner
paints the old windows
and comes out
comforting the withered flowers
in the garden.

I don't know how grateful I am

that your parents cared for me

neither overflowing nor lacking

that your parents has loved me

How grateful I am I don't know

I felt bad about it then, but now.

There
bird
clouds
wind
stillness
And time walks with them

When a child
learns to speak

The language of love
is learning from you.

It has a serene radiance
a mirror of love
It shows sacrifice and love

That it is not
a mirror of resentment
It shows despair and resentment.

Do not be discouraged
to make it clean
to make it clean.

Let innocence appear
and do not lose heart
do not grumble.

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.

Be interested but not pushy.

Tens of thousands of years old branches
unable to reach the sky and
nor love stories
Will be.