silence.
hands.
a being that aches for perishment.
drowning into the darkness of material existence.
its shadow is gone
no light - the body is a cage.

let me dwell into thy pure nothingness; for everything is nothing
and thy 'void' is everything.

" Whether I only was the part of me
that You created last, You—governing
the heavens—know: it was Your light that raised me. "
- Dante

- من می‌روم تارا؛
و نگاه تو، تنها چیزی‌ست که با خود می‌برم.