☆◇Someday◇☆

Our lamp at home, is like a fireplace

And this body like an oven

Like a moth, i am walking to the stars

In wide blue grass

The nearby parking-lot like a forest

I don't know who or where I am

But I know

I could have been, farther from home

From hope and joy

Me and the four white butterflies 

On purple-green flowers, in the night

Not yet home

But not far away

We will get there 

Someday

I sometimes look

Back to a river bank and a village

with two sisters and coloured houses

And think and wonder 

And look at these hands

And ask, how did I end up like this?

Cut up to bits

But truth is

I have always felt

Steep hills and cliffs

And blooming red streams

towering inside of me

Don't know who or what

But there is a now

And there will be a future

We will cling to it, sing to it, celebrate to it

We are not so far away

We will name it 

Someday