Each hour bursts the spirit’s sleep
Tides polish stones
As winds hollow cliffs
Would you deny them the right to exist?
A human soul devoid of longing
Is a soul deformed
Dark clouds and rain, starless sky
Not to understand or be understood
I feel afflicted
Drag myself around
Although there’s nothing really wrong with me
If thou canst not love, what art thou?
Bear in mind the odd angle
The slant that the rays of love have to take
In order to reach a heart like mine