I don't know
but something to come.

Breeze or the stream
so on hold
that mighty feeling
comes to show.

Sadness has limits,
madness has expression.

Can call on you
though you look away
has he looks straight.

One smiles,
just that: smiles.

Good presage.

But when one does smile
the other gets sad,
isn't it?

The equilibrium
of the social game.

Transparent by the eyes talking
not the mouth.