The paradise is a road.

Light.

Remnants on the grass.

Silence.

No more love.

Just light.

Light. White and Warm.

I wanted you to be in it too

But just light.

That summer

the death in your eyes

looked like the paradise.

I would bear any death

but Your death

hidden in a deep swamp

reaped the Paradise

that summer.

Just Light. The Paradise.

              Iris Verina