one lives only a moment
and time —
is a clear pearl
filled with breath
and furniture is sharp-edged
and the body — delicate
and the earth — flat everywhere
and the sky — unreachable
love is a word
the brain — a metal box
wound up daily
with a silver key of delusion
a curiosity for knowing
a desire for sensing
a lust for shining
a stubbornness for being
and mercy is a feeble flower
a delicate flower
which sometimes blossoms in dreams