Under the sky
above our heads
we walk
we drive
we float
we fly
only to seek
a place to lay
a place to stay
a place to live
then we were lost
now really lost
in the arms of ourselves
all we seek, we have found now,
the long journey is now short
this where the yesterdays dream
which have found us well
on a bed full of the iris
with deep holds of arms
where else?
Can we find this dream fulfill?
Except this world
we have found ourselves
we run out of others
we ran from every other
but now we are fulfilling it
in the arms of!
in the arms of love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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