Like the Relationship Between the Mirror & the Lake
No One Can Tell Which One’s Reflecting into Which
They’d Both, Reflected the Endlessness, the Emptiness of the Cycle of Karma
Every Single Appearance on the Outside is
Merely a Metaphor
The Reflections of the Skies is Not the Skies
Is it, from Within? Or, is it, Merely, a Shadow that, Tagged Along?
If the Pigeon is the Dream
Then, the Eagle Became the Decision to Make the Dream into Reality
For the Sakes of My Dreams in This Life
I’d Taken, Step, by Step, Going Forward, and Back
The Gentle Rays of Love, the Brightness of My Own Hatred
The Nourishments from the Lust, the Dreams that Were, Forgotten
They’d Pushed One Another, Creating This Huge Wave
As the Tides Receded, Who, Will Cry for You>
The Eagle of Time Bit, by Bit, Piece, by Piece
Took Away from My Flesh
The Eagle of Time, Piece, by Piece, Day, by Day
Took Me Away
The Eagle of Time, It’d Made Me Realized
That Life is a Flower, Life is Also, Withering Away
Without Hate, Nor Cries
Just, Dissipating into the Wind, that Freedom
The Eagle of Time, Swallowed Me Whole
not my picture still…
The Eagle of Time, Took Me Soaring
To the Endless Universe
To that, Emptiness that Filled Up, the End
And so, from before, you were struggling, like the pigeon, with the eagle’s wanting to take your life, and here, you’d finally, accepted that you are, destined, to get, devoured, eaten alive, by the eagle, which symbolized time here, and, time is running short, and there’s NO way you’ll EVER be able to BEAT that C-L-O-C-K here!!!