Makoto Makabe

Few Minutes

Just for few minutes,
By late afternoon sunlight:
The young horse appears.




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Für Augenblicke
Lässt das Abendsonnenlicht
Das Pferd erscheinen.

We act in the world,
Grounded on blurred reflections.
The red fire engine.

What is wrong, what's right? 
The red exclamation mark.
You should not like this...

We’re sitting inside.
Picturing reality.
Outside, it’s raining.

In the meeting room.
We explore how we relate.
A scavenger hunt.

I’m waiting outside.
We’ve convened from far, jet lagged.
Fire birds, dancing.

Fill your space in time.
You are here for a reason. 
Lift a hand and hear.

True enlightenment.
Lots of space, nothing holy. 
Wild grass growing free.

My self on the run.
Just arrived, soon departing.
Still, taking pictures.

You've been standing here.
Decay, immersed in water. 
Watching waves roll in.