under the sky,
somewhere placing
one foot past the other
like i am now,
contact (roses eclipse)
under the stars,
somewhen breathing
a particle of air
i once brushed,
alive (are we now)
under all time,
somewho you,
the not less of life
closing distance
float (opening existence)
and under Imagine,
somehow us
through all mazes
say hello find
what is (never) lost.
