GRAVESTONE

 
I want you lost in a forest church
I hope you can find the snow details in my hands
They washed with blood, smashed with a knife
I know where I am
I'm the shadow on the church wall
Where are you? 
You are in the grass or in the stone
I sleep alone
If you want to come my near
I hear your words in your steps
My body is gone but my soul is always in the stone
Maybe you need to read my living space
But I am here
I have lion ears, cheetah eyes and cats have the spirit of loneliness
Everywhere is complicated but you can discover the smell of the soil in a lifetime
Can you touch what I need?
Catch or hide!

-Fırat Karaman-