Friend in the Sky

My friend from above
Between those clouds
We stand and watch
Our mind is greeting us

Bubbles ov a clear day
And the green plateau ov anger
A field, not a rice field
We stand under the leaves ov a tree

The river is floating under our feet
The birds chirp and the butterflies
Are searching
No clouds in the sky
The face ov a friend
Is written in the blue sky
Worship the omnipotent sun
Dive into the mirage

Straight-angled death
That instigates the air to reduce
The stench ov my heart dies
I bury it in my selfishness

The pain ov not knowing - a tense waiting
A raging fear - when the truth is near
What is a friend? The question ov my life
Under the leaven tree - we wait for the answer