Seeking you and me

You are the wind I the storm

You are the light I the quirk

You are the teacher of the heart

I the gleam in the spark



Apart we are abyss engulfed in dark

In concert we are the song

Reaching for the stars



There are no pasts

The future is a dream



It is cool here where the breeze flows free

My empty hands I dip into the deep

Seeking the wind

Seeking you and me



-Rita Putatunda