Images burn up in the past.

What we see here right now is probably just reflection of those images, otherwise just a situation that ashes messing around.

Images always appear and swift too fast.
I always reach there one moment later.

But now, I carefully guess by catching the ashes.
Think again while rubbing the shattered ashes.
Because of its brittleness and irreversibleness,
Could I glimpse the possibility to insist mayself painting
all these re-constructed ash archtectures, at this moment.

I can feel the burning image are flushing behind.

I find far lights of fire from this point,
pickup and sort past ashes again.