Not Far from the Sky

Wait… approach them inside… jointly expectant and quiet, awhile…
Here… not far from the sky… with a case, in the flickering light, beside…
Loved… their seed inside, feel feather-light… with faith in their clear eyes…
A drought… it’s passing by… just volatile… it followed them here and tonight
This once… I feel this is my chance… I’m sure we are, no doubt, somehow at home
now!
Deeply… I sense that it grows in me… oh please let it, this time,
be my cloud nine!
This is a magical and pure and an extraordinary time!
Here, full of candy-coloured garlands I can leave it all behind!
And in this land of milk and honey waits my natural paradise!
Where we can settle down forever, no matter what will wait outside!
Here… where prospects reside…
They’re about to find out what the case could hide…