Pillows Daydream Wonder
The moment that I touched it, it seemed about to fall, that droplet dream. It's always there, bathing in the sun's light, reflecting me. It's an illusion, but I don't care. I hope it never fades from my eyelids.
I kept waiting, holding up my small palms over my head, in the middle of that nameless season. Though I opened my eyes, I felt a bit disoriented, but I want to be closer to that radiance.
No matter where I look, on top of a hill, I'm searching for a landscape just for me. Even the sound of the rain beating upon the window of my heart is almost forgotten, as a new sound will be heard very soon.
I kept waiting, sitting beneath a large tree, wanting to see the sky after the rain. By myself, I shiver a bit from cold, but it's not lonely; I'm alright.
Hey, I'm in unfading, wondrous love. Remembering this journey keeps me warm.
Don't run away, because the time I caught hold of will surely come. Look, right here,
I kept waiting, holding up my small palms above my head, in the middle of that nameless season. Though I opened my eyes, I felt a bit disoriented, but I want to be closer to that radiance; I want to touch it; I want to be enveloped in it.
