touches to a dying flower ...
-dreaming
saw a mysterious horizon
green wall beyond that, beyond that
silent river. The heart
your space
than a reflection of the blue shores,
followed a call that you did not understand then.
ether hand
take your life on the high peaks,
to distant lands,
to a story without end.
So your adventure
flew beyond your imagination;
ride on the crest of light that wove
your life.
Like a rare flower
someone has collected
and will take you to a vast horizon.
Flower
dying star in a living will be transformed:
alive as the sun,
star like the sun will be.
-dreaming
that horizon is not far away,
your gaze is lost
in the sky that gives you her hand.
your story continues
plowing the waves of eternity
following that call
notes that in his will get you.
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