how can i see you everywhere, where you are not, except every slightest hint
i have wandered following strange paths and i reach only brief strangers
all to the music of the spheres in the autumn night, the cadence of destiny
you are dreams away, and with me inside the lift of the imagining
as like sunlight slipping through a crystal rose, a reverie of your eyes’ delight
as the drop of a pebble down a bottomless void, you are not here with me
waiting as the summer rains freeze midair, to bloom as snowflakes million