Arriving at a low hill after a long run
I cool off in the wind.
I thought I’d understand If I ran
but, in the end, I didn’t learn a thing.

So, what is it I want?
Is this correct?
What should I do? What choice do I make?
Who am I? And what do I mean when I say “me”?
Papers with unanswered questions
endlessly written.
Like the waves that ride the rhythm atop the sunset sea
for now I’ll float away.
Then I’ll arrive somewhere else, another place,
but where will that be?