Hana Csonka

When I felt alone, there I went,
Fell into the labyrinth of my mind.
The door I found first
Looked burnt and abandoned.

The Tsubaki flower, quietly blooming.
It’s colorful buds peeking from the Earth,
Having no voice as it looks to the sun.
The Tsubaki flower, quietly blooming.

Following the rabbit,
I fell down a hole so deep.
When I awoke,
The world around me was changed.
The further I went,