A life without words,
Persists inside us,
Silence, muteness, deafness.


The tears of this world
Flooding -
At the loss
Of sentience.


It is lack of feeling that makes us vile beasts,
It is the loss of sensitivity that makes waste of human life.


Rebirth, when we halt our neglect.
The daisies in the rain await our attention -
Each moment should not be
A moment lost.