Lights are spotting
Cars are moving
Doors are closing
Where are you going...

Brain are empty
Breath are crying
Soul are hungry
How are you feeding...

Faces are fading
Hands are hanging
Miracies are missing
What are you telling..

You told me that what between you and me can be added "ing"...
But you are always so far away....
You are never there...
And the added ing is the only way to solve the obstacles in our distance and miss...

I am praying there would be another answer...