I’m just thinking about the direction of the sensations and sensitivities
That have opened up between someone’s heart and my heart.
I let the information poured onto the implemented life
Flow through each day, unable to entrust it or bear it.
With sensations and sensitivities that can be understood in the first few seconds,
I am also descending the stairs, accompanied by an indescribable pain.
I am always, just searching
For something to fill many wounds overlapping
The words of prayers handed down.
Always, just searching.
Always, just searching.
I am also thinking about the direction of the sensations and sensitivities
That have opened up between your heart and my heart.
I organize the information poured onto the implemented life into words
Gradually engraving myself.
With the differences in nerves and vision that can be understood in the first few seconds
I am ascending the stairs, facing “once more.”
I am recalling the meaning
Overlapping the words of prayers offered,
Recalling that happiness together in this place.
Recalling that happiness together in this place.
Recalling that happiness together in this place.