While is sunrise of east horizon
One decent sunny knits
While is placating drowned the sun
While is bitter nots hope know where

Maybe hush is not seeming
Second by second quaking
Who are I? whereabouts I now?
Of which my origin? I am at a loss

I want to ask
But same who I can
Maybe I just can
Accounting second

And it
And it what does knit
Refractive throne I transit
One that I dream all this time

I round my intention
With all hope
I knock your heart door
The sun t reappears
Hotly
One word,one heart,one conduct