the ever-present conviction of my own unworthiness
at least in the neighbourhood of the Sun
I ought to have kept silence and confessed my shortcomings
having a constant luminosity

so look for bridge
not one is visible to the naked eye
to the 5 holes in eternity

all the same
things which have taken place are expressed
by images for the remembrance of
one mystery which has not been solved
to everyone’s satisfaction

god to touch or not to here