[03] On Absolute Zero

1. If I could be a kite Who will trace from the earth If you could be a kite Should I trace from the earth Palmistry of life is zero Let's read the calligraphy of transcended time On the dream— a big absolute zero 2. Coins left to someone's palm Who needs much time to throw I can't organize to feel strong Highway is calling that cool name The days are wasting missing A ray has crossed brain yard Lament sparrows are sleeping Sunbeam is portraying on the Orchid plants an outline glaze I don't know how to hold tight And diminishing from a slipper From air to soil with a big absolute zero 3. Living and non-living— A to Z— 1 to α Seen and unseen matters— soil—soil is there From soil to soil— medium of growth Goodbye my friends— soil is my love Beam is beckoning— soil is calling Tongue to vanish earnings— eye to store memory Money to craft demand— friend to spend emotion Birth to hug death— livings to fertilize soil Love to enter sorrow— life to find that zero Gateway is calling us— let us go then to the absolute zero 4. Billions of yesterdays evaporated Trillions of events vanished— forgone Dreamy futures hug pale presents Pasts weep from coconut tree hole Like infant birds— mutely These unlimited physical and meta-physical demands Boundless chemical or biological feelings— hollow Both prince and street children will Taste the same door entrance Absolute zero or pied piper of Hamelin— coming