A million steps
heading to and fro...
my eyes squint,
pondering
which way you would,
if you could, go
where are you, stranger,
in the sea of dark blue
hiding, waiting to be found?
i am that stranger, too
but with wandering
eyes, waiting
to hold a gaze
a little longer
a little stronger
is it you who's seated
with a blinding reflection
or perhaps standing up
rise and fall, they all
pass the moment that is passing
just ...a little longer
a little more
but still never enough
and after ages of
watching this image
change and evolve in my mind
i sigh to myself,
pack my notebooks-all that's mine
cause i'm searching too naively
for an illusion i won't find
