Ice flowers’ burning existence
in their journey to death
reached under the smoothness
of your bare footsteps
and sudden got melt

Pine tree arrows’ tremendously flight
on top of your being
stacked under the skinny
clothes of your heart
and turn into grid

Leaving behind wishes’ hot ash
in the search for freedom
arms’ unfruitful defence
welcomed your pennons
and smoke from the tears

Sleepy eyes starring
in the mirror from dream

Animal ghost, why did you leave?