Once a go...

There is a felling,
That runs through your veins.
Makes you feel,
Flying faraway.

An effortless movement.
A small and deep Look to your eyes.
Would stand Provide,
Drawing at the Sky.

Jumping, singing, crying,
Follow the rhythm…
Touch the music,
Close your eyes,
Open your hearth,
And be free for one last time.

Energy like Fire,
Breathing as the Wind,
Looking at the Earth,
They will watch Dew.

Wild, Clean, Warm and Strong.
You can complete the path,
By only close your eyes.
Feel the grass,
And one last chance,
Close it, deeply, strongly
And relax.

Be free and start to run.
Suddenly your wind starts to Blow
And the fire makes you fly.
Seems to be a Breeze,
But it’s really you.
Open the wings and Fly…
So high beyond the sky
Until you get lost,
And for a moment be a shooting star.


By Maira Sierra Fernandois.