Eye Am

Who am I?

There is no skin on tree and no woman´s rind
By the ultimate eyewink
There is no creeping route and no primary snake

There are no waving walls and no stony stalks
By the everlasting eyewink
There is no rip of sky and lake ozone layer

Something about
New inexpressible room
New colours switched on
New inside´s outside
I will tell you

Eye am the one who´s not blind.