All day long
I keep hearing
The kuyil's song
Though the sun is searing
...
Is there a path
From you to yourself,
Can the house
Look for itself elsewhere,
...
Dead neem leaves
Lie like crescents
On my path
Gusts of wind
...
It's time for hard decisions
The sage leader said
...
It is where lies come readily
Without any prompting
...
The wind in the palm tree
Outside my balcony
Sounds like rain,
The quartz clock
...