Too Far

You are too far to be seen by me,
when I try to look at Your face.
You are in the dark, must be hiding from me
in the blackest holes in space.

You are waving to me as the ebbing tide,
are drowning my days in your sea,
yet my longing is flooding the rocks and bays
of Your islands endlessly.

My soul-bird braves the darkness and storms,
it does not search for shores.
Wing-beating it circles your shadowy face
for any sign of Yours.