THE REALITY

In abstraction
The reality comes to fore
The roots hold the earth
And the branches enjoy the roost
In the freedom outside
The blue azure!

Invisible the upper hand
In mould it sprouts
The suppleness
The birth and the life
Stoops at the end, and
In silent prayers it bends

Cagy crags of the cage
In body, passes through
The seasoned phenomenon
One minute breath
Enjoy the stretch of breadth
In joy and pain