Under the moon, under the veil of the starry night, the two of us at the bottom of that dry lake are coming to find answers forgotten in the endless sky hoping to be heard, to be seen, to be chosen!
We could feel their presence. They could feel our yearning. We know they have been there for ever waiting for us.
We raise our hands demanding and asking, calling our destiny to be revealed this night.
No answers; not even a sign. I want to cry, I want to screech. I turn to you and I see you smiling. You look so calm and wise. "Life is a circle and the circle is not yet to be completed", you say.
Another night , another life under the same sky we'll find the answers we'll find a way, 'cause life is a circle and we are its satellites.
Another night, another life at the bottom of a dry lake we will be heard, be seen, be chosen!