Something in the middle

Can you take back
the footsteps to me?
I can't wait more
a moment to see...
There's a wind flow
through the souls
through the hearts,
but it won't make
"together" from "us".
On the surface
of river called truth
everyone watches
their speech as it moves.
Who keeps searching
for hope
without pain?
And why's meaning
of freedom
not same?
Look, the stranger,
on peaceful and calm
destination
of nature,
not war.
Love's the answer,
the reason, the whole
world of human
with colourful soul.
Better go now,
don't panic,
believe:
in the high sky
tomorrow we'll see.