There-between new stars and old lights

I will look for the secret 

hidden from me 

as the day from the night

Here-between today and tomorrow

I will ask the same questions 

again

walking the same walk 

to the wall of confusion 

Inside this balloon of your creation

I will disappear as a bubble -

that is the law of the existence... 

All the comings and all the goings 

are inside of me 

I haven't moved an inch 

from this center 

of circling around my longing 

for You.