I feel a heavy sadness
In the depth of my soul
A silent tear on my cheek
A grief immense as the sky
I take a peak
And I see a little child
A tender flower,
young life
Pull from its roots
And transplanted
Away from mom and dad
Always lonely
Abandoned
Unworthy
Unloved
Rejected
A baggage
Unwanted
Little girl
Dont you cry
LOVE love you
And that is that!
I pray
Where ever you are
That the universe
Watches over you
That your Guardian Angel
Cover you
Under his wings
And that happiness
Riches and laughter
Rules your life
My dearest friend.
I stare at you my mirror
The reflection of my own failures
A strange whom I barely know
And yet I love with all my might
Sweet angel harsh demon
Who comes and goes like the storm
In a dark night....
I stare at your eyes
Cold as the ice
And I see my own
Windows made of black
Coal....
They say those are
the windows to our soul
I wonder: are our souls
That dark? That cold?
Perhaps, that sore?
I look at the mirror
And there you are
And there I am....
makes me wonder
Who is the real ?
Who is the reflection ?
©Gloria
That hold you down
Cannot dim the sunshine
Of your soul
Break free my friend
Not from those walls
But from the jail
Of your own mind
There is the real chain
That keeps you from braking
Free from hell...
Look at the sky
And test your wings...
©Gloria
I hear a tiny voice
That comes and go
With the wind
And I realize that is your soul
Whispering feelings
On my ear...
Come...hold my hand
And close your eyes
Stop whispering
And lets walk...
With a nice walk
Holding hands
Under the rain
Listening to the sounds
Of the silence
Sharing the space
Of a second
Trapped together
In the letany
Of a sunset...
Just daydreaming
©Gloria
