Yahum (2001)

I do not know
What lies ahead.
Nor do I believe
What the others have said.
Ambiguity surrounds everything.
I am in constant suspense.
No sheep tonight,
The fog is too dense.
The butterfly flutterings,
They visit regularly.
The incoherent mutterings,
Dance about with glee.
Madness, lunacy, fanaticism,
Equal partners in my melancholy.