Can you hear me? Are you open? It’s only a cup of water I can take, that’s all that would fit on my hand. The heaven up above us is hearty, big enough to drip a generous drop for free. Drink it, it isn’t salty is sweet, sweet sea!
Heaven is on the wings of the clouds, flying free for anyone to see. Swear to God one is keeping an open eye But is unseen in broad daylight!
Nothing did I hide, though I said it time and again. The time wouldn’t stop. It never did screening is on. As if it says, “How can you tell You can’t see yourself?”
The sky is open down the horizon Yet one can’t be seen Because someone is not showing.
What is behind is me. The same is true for you.
One can’t see one’s self through the other The discovery is made together! The show is destined for a duo. . That one is her mirror Through the very one One matchless nature see Who is she?