I have lots of you
Inside me
I always look and search
For more…

I missed you in the undergrowth
Of forest dew and light
I missed you in the darkness of
A new-moon night…

The sun is rising over
The mountain stream
I look for signs of you
My golden angel…

I spied you in the corner
Bottles of magic potion
That would make me
Love, think, be well again…

You are from the future
Dear child
You do not wish to join in
Class antics…

I love you all
You see
Yet I cannot be
Like Amma, angels, Archangel Michael…

You came to me
With a prayer
A wish for light
I have nothing…

I realise the sun is yet
To rise up
Fully
Since those in need…

Moon Bar I entered the moon bar
Naked
Except for my crystal
Piece…

The golden sun peeps through
The bars on my window sill
So I don’t jump out
Give up, fall apart, drop and drip…