(風之塔）
Light sinking
I thought at the top of the tower
tasting the poison of power
I fingered the silence
beneath each rock
kunkles frozen
and lost the moon
which once was my home
…
Yesterday every maple put out fire to touch winter
What will tomorrow be
…
I managed to repair the dreams
running in the heaven
wondering what rose and what fell
under the shadow
couldn't be seen once more