there are times
i really just want to be alone.
i think…most times.
i often daydreaming
living in a secluded place, remote area,
safe, sound, the air is clean and vegetation is pure.
as if i’m looking at the vast night sky,
no boundaries, infinite darkness
and then, i keep all for myself,
death is like bringing nothing to a great rocky desert of mourning
while alive is like walking under the burning sun of desires.
all for myself,
karma bearer of its own maker,
be happy, you, a free and selfless soul.