Where Is

Where is the sun at night
when no dreams come along
and the stars fade…
when they see the morning grey?

 Where is the sunset
in the darkness of her eyes –
or refreshing breeze of words
to steady the sails of day?

 Where is the freedom
when the world spins around
and a hug –
when you’re alone?

Where is the garden
where fresh seeds are born
and life, like déjà vu
where everything –
hope,
love,
dreams,
freedom…
and life
still exist?