We are going
Through a storm
And we don’t know
When it will end

Like dry leaves
We go on
A thousand uncontrolled
Somersaults

How much more
Do you have to pray?
A year? A day?
Or always?

Where’s the key
The key we still can’t see
Maybe
Above the clouds

Enough for me
A need to find
The reason
For all this

Dive into me?
Get off earth?
What must be
Done first?