synchronicities
are the starlights
to show the way
i once knew why
i came here
don't know
if i'll stay

the moon
is pouring
down
fills me up

eyes are open
looking for
answers
in the
empty

not sure
what to
extract
what to
reflect
back

i'm only seeing
pieces
of
the waves
dancing
to a time
far beyond
the
capacities
of
my design

the moonlight
is
beautiful
but it's ****
to write by

can't read
a word

there
now

it isn't
so
abstract