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