In sunlight and wind's playful chase, one grows drowsy as spring
The soul, awakened to the world, finds itself acutely awkward
I want to embrace past struggles with this simple happiness of now
But time is never merciful
Life always lingers between having and not having
Indolent like an oversweet foreign latte
Please forget memories profoundly
Agreed not to understand one's own clarity
— Rarely indolent like an oversweet foreign latte in autumn sunlight and wind's playful chase, but please forget memories profoundly! Time is never merciful.