sign o'divine.......

It may not be my start
but the end is very near.
Not in the only language of nature- death or life,
not even if it does not care.
Try thy luck and I’ll live my fate
But lower the sky limit
so that I just can dare.
Give me a sign o’ divine.
The talk is through eyes
between souls of yours and mine.
A gaze with gleaming eyes for me
And I will bend on knees in glee.
But no matter, no more, the distance shortens;
no way I am going to fail;
But lower the killing tempest so that we just can sail.