
Whetstone or wet stone
clear water knows no bias
be water, my friend

Whetstone or wet stone
clear water knows no bias
be water, my friend

Only time will tell—
shoving blame on the unknown
one unsure of self

Awaiting the sign
anticipating for life
the childhood hero

Tiny ray of hope
visible sun, only just
a high-rise city

A step at a time
steps a walker so cautious
both eyes on the sky