When I was looking at the laid sky
I was overcome by Inevitable feeling
That eternity and bird's feathers

Are two aspects
Of the unseizeable whirl
Passing sentence over everything

That won't square up
And in this moment I have realized
That every stone seems to be ambiguous in some way

And that it is waiting a lifetime
Hoping that at least a moment
Will show the miracle

That gives lifeless light confidence
To stay in darkness