Running away from myselfHypnoticThe treeSuddenlyFirst of MayBocklin's moodShapes of lifeThe lone treeA fire in the forestFriendshipBeing like a tree in front of a sky coming from another worldPursued by an odd presageNo wind among the treesWindow and treeIn the magic of the forestIn the branchesOn the hillAloneLost routeSilenceWhen the world is runningBehind the curtainBewildermentThese branches which yearn for lifeNovemberA path to nowhereFriendsJuneAn old tree