It’s once again high time for things to change.
For you to come. For me to leave. For longing for each other.
For learning to accept as blessing though so strange
The tidal waves of life that wouldn’t bother
To care if it’s bad or good to haste,
To be in constant move, impermanent and slipping…
And even though we couldn’t well embrace
This truth by heart, we hope to conceive it.
And even though we wouldn’t try to prove,
That things remain the same, even so willing
To make it easier to get into a groove,
We’ll get once more bewildered by their meaning…
And cherishing the tenderness we have
To give each other when we are together
Feels like a burden when we are apart
With no idea of our nearness whatsoever…