At the white summit awakens

The Japanese ink

yourself be carried away
to let
when the
paintbrush
the shadow line
the soul
by
visible
becomes

His story
the seer
entrusted
not thoughts
to the goal

In the maze
of life
not about
happiness
the existence
of the world

The inner world
if the
rising
Sun
in the zenith
on the blue
sky
at the white
summit
awakens
and stands