“1001 steps in narre”

1001 steps in narre, high on a hill, I was meditating on Mt Fuji, fantasies around me, everywhere

I could grasp their images like diamonds. An age passed, I saw you step from behind an ancient

Tree, call me twin misfit. I touched your hand, we reached the summit, and married our

Other, while gods smiled on our love. I thought you might really appear, by text, maybe