I’m sitting beside

a borrowed cat,

Drawing and dreaming my life:

Flowing thoughts of mine

help me out how to die

to become ash

Ash, so I could be light

Light enought to be picked up by the wind

and fly up to the unlimited sky.

 I am reborn as a Galaxy,

a little gong of the Universe

Growing, glowing, sinking, and drifting

Around you. – again.

Can I be seen by your eyes,

Can I be heard by your heart,

When you sink into your pillow

in the beginning of the night?

 I’m a galaxy,

the eternal love

expanding with the seconds

we invented

and our Time passes,

which never existed.

 But we are gonna come here again