Looking up, it’s always one-sided sky
And that’s why I find both days and nights.
The warmth from the sun so far
Takes turn with silver star- and moon- lights.
Beside me, it’s still an empty air,
I’m well-awared all the great height.
But looking up, I know you are there,
In all these nightmares, I start to feel right.
The dream of flying a little higher, nearer,
Comes back with fire to revive.
This new eyes and mindpower
Are not gained to conquer something skylike.
Only waking up to see you some days,
Somehow I’m on the way to a better life.
With all the best of one-sided sight,
My soul finds the angel guide.