the works of wonder pass me unseen
so close in distance, yet so much lies between
seeing with blurry, myopic eyes
stuck in a limbo — so far from the sky
one-way devotion and a one track mind:
i am still yearning, though it clearly won’t be mine
too much confusion: all «how?» and «why?»
i need you near me to guide me from this storm i’m passing through
a moonlit path runs deep in the dark
guided by stars i follow with my heart
rely on comfort, rely on time
hope for direction and mercy
from that far, erratic sky