Life

Who I seek,

Whom I don’t find,

And whom I find

Remains oblivion.

What is a need?

A boat adrift on a lonely sea,

Befriending

The blue water,

With a distant shark

Waving its hand.

What is life?

A body craving everything,

Decaying each moment

With emotions.

Yes—

Who I seek,

Whom I don’t find,

And whom I find,

Is a figure:

Traceable to my desire,

Untraceable to my nearness.