- Stillness-

- Stillness - Today this heart of mine isunmoved. It left the way that moved. The flower that bloomed overnight, and let his fragrance flow, stopped swaying! The birdsthat came into being in the stillness of the night, and out of voice to siren his go, Peeped from dark domicile! The flowers that bloomed to drop onto thy feet art heavy to move! The beauty within the womb of beauty no one looked. Outside thy temple I stood, awaiting day and night for the arch to show thy eternal words of wordless being. The way was moving forward and reverse and circular with motionless motion. The stone that my heart became with metameric flaw stopped to view the baseless spine. Unto thy temple I stood with no mind to move.