Nights and Days
My body is that of a deserted child
For I have abandoned myself
I have no place to live or die, in hell or heaven
I am telling myself why I have any reason
To care about tomorrow or even to hate today
I have no tears, laughter, rage or even sadness
I just place myself at the point of the light and shadow
Desiring early death
If the sun rises and sets, the moon waxes and wanes, the
stars twinkle in space, the clouds play in the sky, the
winds blow over the field, the flowers flood the earth, the
animals prosper with trees and grasses, the fish enjoys its
life in the water and the birds are singing, and if all of
themcontinues the eternal movements, I have no attachment to
my own life
I wish
This body of mine
Be embraced by this circulatory universe
Filled with the innumerable bits