Dance and Destiny.

Dance and Destiny.



Suddenly I wake up in the midle of cold dark night,

the wind sings a bossa.

I decide to meet my love,

have to run against the time.

have to run for my destiny.

I feel the blow of the wind,

the spinning of world.

Moving fast throughout the

deserts and mountains,

and harbor and hills,

I dance and dream.

And before the sunrise,

surprising the dawn,

I feel the whistle of her breath.



Hiroshima, spring 2010.