What I find
It will be found easily
And only when I am not looking for it
Only when I'm not looking for the morning and the sunset
And like this, my will to live
It hides implied in my heart beating
Without looking for fulfillment
But accepting it

O, what's this?
Are you my heart?
And are you thumping?
O my heart
O there are you
I had stopped hunting
Because I thought you would be as big as a whale
My nets were knit
I had my harpoons armed
I had my ship sailed
And no, my heart
There you are
A mouse nest in my hair

O my heart
There you are
O, sleepy heart
O little heart
What do you sing?
Should we keep trying?
Yes