The fate is taking me away -
An endless road, an empty road.
I'm moored to a gaping bay.
I'm lonely. You left my boat.
It seems but none has somewhat changed:
The years fly by like the moments,
And disappear, and engage
into the gloom,
Though we're loners.
May be the calm waits for me
Somewhere even anywhere.
My dream, my fulfilled dream! O-me!
And we're different. Why ever?
Until the earth still turns around
My heart wound still aches and mounts.
11-13 January, 2003