A shooting star

A tombstone is my thought, I made my tomb out of thoughts I knitted my shroud from hundreds of ideas And out of sadness I finished my coffin. I buried myself in the sunrise When no one was outside Just me, a small and insignificant creature I was cooling my feet in death. I wandering with the shadow of the spirit, the moon I then stopped at each star I wanted to forget the earth For no one wept at my death. I absolutely twinned with the Universe To invent a new star together In which we do not put thoughts, And I will lie forever in it. * I involuntarily remembered the past When I saw your face in stardust And on the day when I was working a corner of a star I decided to visit your land. But moments had turned into hours And the days turned into years, And I had traveled thousands of years When I got to see the earth again. From above, from the sky full of stars I sought to see your face again, But because I didn't find you anymore Out of grief, I threw myself into the sea.