Friday, May 21, 2010

Morning


Do I fly towards you
when I pretend I die every night
or
You are still far from me
Tell me
You-center of the light
You-house for my orphan soul
You-tear for my sad eyes
You-essence of all I am
yet I still won't recognize you
even if you come infront of me
Everynight
I turn off my switch
hoping for a new day
and
Everyday
I am one day closer
to the promise you made
when u were looking at that
perfect morning sky
In Jerusalem