Just Me

My Lord, I’m just a butterfly,
A soul before the Sun;
One night I even may die
And never find the One.

How hard it’ll be? It is
To find in you – in me the truth…
Where’s the power of the breeze,
Which comes and never loose?

I’m waiting now, and even more –
How long the light may shine,
Your beauty’s all that I adore,
My soul just hopes to rhyme.

One day, two days, one thousand years
May come before the day,
Walking along, touching the tears,
Maybe will come and stay…

My Lord, I’m just a dragonfly,
A dream before the Sun;
One day I even may die,
And maybe I’ll find the One.