Three Dreams
Between birth and death;
Three lives tremble
Between traversing and another!
Three lives suffer
Between season and season
Time and time,
Word and word,
Sharing three foggy faces,
Fed with sand and the sea foam!
Three lives
Still fly toward sea,
With broken wings,
Toward sea still fly --
Earth' spirit,
Dawn' spirit, and
The night' spirit!
Three dreams
Still shaken and tremble
Between birth and death
Like white wings still
Toward of the sea fly!
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