Visions

Hanging
By the arrythmic thread of destiny;
Hoping
Not to end up in oblivion.
The lost catacombs
The impenetrable darkness,
The purity of fire
The ravenous misdeeds ---
All flash past
The misleading paths of memory.

Remembering
The pristine dewdrops on the grassy blades;
Recalling
The cluster of fireflies showing the way.
The velvet-skinned moon
The black rain-bearing clouds,
The freshness of the evening flowers
The poignant breeze from the sea ---
Memories of a childhood
Overshadowed by treachery!

Wishing
That mortals become human again;
Hoping
To see the rivers run pure again.
The dinghy boat swivelling among the waves
The hungry hawk vacillating overhead,
The winter birds nesting along the lakes
The sunset scattering hues, unhindered ---
Visions, not of a world utopian,
But of a world lived in!