Once
Stag wraps the drum
With his gallops
With his beats and wild dreams
Blue and emerald feathers
Wrap the silent songs
And flies over the wild pines
Cedar regrets on the cross
And wipes the tears
Rock became the wise in the meadow
And wets in the rain
Dreams of a rainbow
Flies over the clouds
Angels lent their wings to the fireflies
My silence
My tears
My regrets
My whispers
My cries
My smiles
My colors
Tailor the nest
The symphony melts in the wind
A birds wing fly with an arrow
Stream falls on my eyes as a pearly hail..........