Distance and Time

Your home is on the other side of the window,

My home is on this side of the window,

Through the glass on the wall of the window,

Life sees me,

Life sees you,

Life smiles a lot,

Life cries a lot,

You maintain silence,

I maintain silence,

Many buses run,

Many trains run,

But the station for stop never comes.

You remain in your city,

And I remain in my city.

Time awaits the next birth,

And distance sheds tears

In the profound embrace

Of love's arms.