In the time it takes for a moment to pass People move Making gestures, picking things up, talking Indeed pursuing life The dust in the air, falling Like the first snow of winter
Delicacy and comfort I miss A thought in advance of someone of a delicate nature Is always welcome, though unspoken The nature of the delicate So fragile
An opinion given Chaos derived How did a view become translated into something completely different? What transpired from saying a statement to making nonsense? What is it?