i.
We gaze at it so long
we stop seeing it,
so when it walks away,
it is already gone.

ii.
When I regard myself on the
surface of the lake
I become dizzy and blurred
so that when I turn away,
I stay where I am,
the world becoming wind
spinning me around.

iii.
In my memory, I follow you
as you visit the old places.
Each place you go,
I am lost.