The
Beginning
Black aches inside
the body
Dark angel's
insanity
Burning Aching
mind in the shelter
Get rid off all
the fever
First step was
failed
And the second
and the rest
Last step unknown
Wait 'till it
goes to the early morn'
When are the times?
To hold and to
love
Where are the
places?
The secret mountain
and the palace
It'll Fading
It'll disappear
It was only whispered
And done
(Idang's poetry
dedicated to sista sisca, July 25 1999, Sunday 1.40 PM)
