Time stares me
with eyes so scarred that the heart flees
The cold is beckoning
Steps behind steps were heard
I flow united with the stream water
where the mists speak to the cypresses
Raise me as drowned
Slaughter me as given
Grow me as thought
Taking wordtears in
Taking fragments home
My real rituals’ fairest slices
poured chasted inside libations
lay fulfilled, given and opened,
to All-reconsolidating and liberating
Steps behind steps were firstly heard
where the strikes bends, then breaks,
as Times trails are heavily trod upon
and all forgiveness demands tributes