I live amongst immortals…
I cannot understand them otherwise.
Friendships mean nothing:
another will arrive shortly.
Thoughts of tomorrow are banned:
more days like these will occur.
Understanding is not for them:
Rationale disturbs endless dreaming.
Immortals hold no place for destiny
For they are destiny and death of desires.
I cannot fathom them, place their depth:
Their journey is not to sea or the source.
I envy them their complacent wisdom:
Theirs forever in solitude is to go on.
Mortals fear from moment to moment:
Death is ever present upon them.
Immortals do not wither or writhe:
Beauty cannot disturb their slumber.
I live amongst Immortals and fear:
I cannot awaken them or seize their prize.