Start Over
From the depths of the young years – those of the mystery of a thousand lives
If You Could Remember
Sometimes you succeed — for an instant — you remember
The Time Machine
I remember well – those afternoons
Stormy Night
At this point — unknown road — in uncertain future
In the Ripples
Time disappearing — in the ripples — of abundance of time
In the Land of Silence
Perennial chase — of goals without purpose
What’s Coming Next
It seems to have been a life — Maybe it was
Switch
Suppose a moment — you could free yourself — to really breathe
It’s in the Silence
The resting body — The speechless me — Nothing else
Not Now
The rain outside — All standing still — away from frenzy