When the long bygone Lee Po wanted to say something, he could do it with only a few words.
For a moment at least, be a smile on someone else's face.
Disease often comes with a smiling face.
You are hurrying to the sweet place, To the nonsense chasing your spirit And in the nonsense you look for answers.
They blossomed, they did not talk about blossoming.
In an endless silence even screams sound silent.