Float - Float,
Flowing in the sky.
In the vaporized particles,
Behind the closed eyelids,
I feel the light.
The consolable scenes,
flow and dissipate,
flow and dissipate.
Stirred up, until it comes to a harmony.
Untouchable.
It roils and touches the hands.
The shape has been destroyed.
The lost aria.

What's left is a whirling sphere and dazzling, blinding sunshine.
.