aurelio.asiain:
A small detail of Uji Shrine
aurelio.asiain:
"... can think of no devotion greater..."
aurelio.asiain:
"with sharpened ears, together with spirits"
aurelio.asiain:
"and the fullfillment of your will"
aurelio.asiain:
Paper, the way of the gods
aurelio.asiain:
come to drink in the shadows
aurelio.asiain:
Outside of the circle we are
aurelio.asiain:
no devotion greater than being shore
aurelio.asiain:
the way music is, the way
aurelio.asiain:
it is already where it goes
aurelio.asiain:
and we have been already, vainly
aurelio.asiain:
looking at what is now vanished
aurelio.asiain:
with eyes then in the shadow
aurelio.asiain:
and now looking through this music,
aurelio.asiain:
as time moving away from you
aurelio.asiain:
these notes you have not heard
aurelio.asiain:
and only in dreams could recognize
aurelio.asiain:
Autumn was already there in Summer
aurelio.asiain:
as the music of passing time
aurelio.asiain:
coming back to you from oblivion
aurelio.asiain:
and then returning to the silence
aurelio.asiain:
The Golden Fish is not there
aurelio.asiain:
Put your colors aside to enter
aurelio.asiain:
Just a reflection, like reality itself
aurelio.asiain:
The world, again, about to end