On Difference

far flung is a plain
of a sphere like the earth
lest i rove without ever face you
i have to go your contrary way

we are individually an spiritually apart
when our common nature is buried in the dark

if my breath has not an end
no ground will carry the sea
between both there is one place
which unites all that differs

we are individually an spiritually apart
and ist our common nature a part of emptiness

the silence of your voice
is like the heat of a suffocating flame
in unreal light doesn't anything lights up a mere idea, a quiet wind

we are individually an spiritually apart
and ist our common nature a part of emptiness