Behind the Hills

The balance may not be realized, even if it exists between memories and their gaps, and between our imaginations and what fills those gaps in disparity, agreement, meeting and separation... Memories and imaginations will always be a long way to the past, and to the future In methods we have inadvertently developed, so that the mixture becomes as homogeneous as we want We developed it after we couldn't escape from both of them It will never stop, and we will turn its bitterness into pride