Stella was sitting with a little bird beside a lake
Trying to rest and have a break
Telling her bird how she put her surviving stakes

She would stare at the leaves of the trees as they shake
Saying goodbye to winter and welcoming the spring which will be awake

She felt so cold this season
December was a little bit cruel for no reason

It forgot that this little girl is all alone
Without a shelter or just a home

It rained so heavily without stopping
I know it’s ok but it was mapping
All the ways for sickness and sadness that were interloping
Into her happiness like a pain that inside a hopeless, it was walking

She tried to light a candle in a night
Hoping for some peace or a little piece of happiness to find
What would someone wish when all the happiness hides
And how can the light of a candle warm the cold that is inside
It is too useless like a map leading a blind

Stella felt sorry for herself this winter
She aimed at looking forward in the spring weather
Everything turned into the green colour
All the plants forgot about the suffer
That was caused by the cold of that winter
Everything turned into the green colour
Except for Stella’s heart , it was looking for a shelter
To hide all the scars caused by that December

All the melodies by the birds were ubiquitous
It reached the deep of hearings being mellifluous
Perhaps it was the only thing causing Stella’s soul to be luminous
Despite what she felt and however the sorrow was voluminous

End of the spring then , little bird
How can summer be with us in turn ?
Will our sorrows be overheard?
Or what we got through , would it be a concern
For everyone who is living without a deep pain ?

The sunshine was beautiful then but it hit my head
I tried to hide from it by looking for a new stead
I found this lake to rest away from that ray thread
You can find some peace in anywhere just if you walk ahead
All good things will hide in a piece placed within ways that are zigzagged

I watched the leaves of the trees saying bye
Falling on the ground without a next “ hi “
They were welcoming me as the wind blew so high
They always make me happy and my mood they modify
Whenever I talk they used to reply
By shaking for me and the agreement they imply

By Autumn, I will miss them very soon
As the stars would miss the moon
But I have to get used to the new tune
Without the share of leaves in it by the blow of the monsoon

“ Do you know something little bird “ , Stella said
There is something that was for me such an escape
From all the sorrow that was in front of me like videotape

I used to look at the stars every night
This life for me was such a flight
And they used to guide me being my insight
They used to colour the black with white
I dreamed of being a star one day to experience the delight
But then I just finally recognized
That maybe I can not be a star but I can be its light
Maybe I just have to find my place among them in the midnight

Stella closed her eyes for the last time
With her soul rising being in chime

She flew her bird a way to live and her story to highlight
Sadness inside Stella was such a blight
That was snapping her strength despite
However she tried to plant some hope inside
She opened her eyes being a source of light
For a star that was lighting the lake where she lied
She turned happy that her dream was achieved that night
She found her place among the stars by midnight
She chose to stay there and to the stars become tight
Making her last day on Earth that night

Maybe it is not a happy ending to be awaiting for
But there are many of the little kid “ Stella “ that need help before
They turn into what they dream to be as kids’ dreams
And leave this world and all their earthly scars and pains

Maybe Stella could not be a star but she could be its light
Maybe she just had to find her place among them in the midnight
Stella turned happy that her dream was achieved that night
She found her place among the stars by midnight
That is why she is named “ Stella “ and her naming was totally right