from the depths of the night, the light of a sound
from the arc of memories the arrow of a thought
from the breath of flowers the kiss of an eye-drop
from the dark of the soul the white knee of a prayer
I search in the morning the moment of true
I'm searching for you
the body of an angel lighting blue in my mind
is resting like a penny in a big dirty hat
the arm of a friend is somewhere, also resting
the friend is gone for a long trip to fight with life
dear voices are always with me
my thin empty cloud of uncolored rainbow is just
the blood of my thought
A bee just happen to be here under my chest
beneath my empty hands
she's singing my thoughts
giving me the honney of a little fly
rounding trips in my big eyes touching her wings
with the look of a smile
my heart is just a drop of water in the mirror of the ocean