Somewhere in the identified town,
an old friend who does not tire out
lights the lamp.
It’s amazing what forms he takes
when he is alone.
Indivisible shape of personal election
and sweltering affiliation.
Loyalty of nationality,
shown by unlimited birth.
Women and infants like
oil and flame.
Surrounded by the neighbors,
He lives the life he has been given,
cleaning the cleanest of plants.
Miniature Moon 