Will Our Life Not Be A Tunnel

If Suddenly You Do Not Exist, If Suddenly You Are Not Living, I Shall Go On Living. I Do Not Dare, I Do Not Dare To Write It, If You Die. I Shall Go On Living.

She Did Not Speak For Speech Was Unknown To Her.

What Did The Earth Teach The Trees? How To Speak To The Sky.

Do Tears Not Yet Spilled Wait In Small Lakes?

For Me Writing Is Like Breathing. I Could Not Live Without Breathing And I Could Not Live Without Writing.