The Awakening

Life is an endless series of arousals

Until you can never again awaken

Understanding that there are generally incomplete wishes

What's more, pardon the commitments that are not kept

Missing somebody is an extravagance experience

The Milky Way is huge, we are on the two sides of the shore

In the event that the stars fall over your dam

That is the point at which I leave my heart on the opposite side

The yearning I got up

Put down in the early morning, again and again

I go through the city, the open country, the mountains, the ocean

Passing by you, remaining with you, and getting back to a similar spot

The days and months pass, the mountains and waterways continue as before

I have quit any pretense of belligerence and allowed my hair to become early

A bit of residue falls at me

So the Milky Way floods once more