The Messengeress

Under the red sun Her long multicolored hair And gold She writes Under the feverish sun On each of her tiny letters A rolling heart A delicate offering a liberating smile She finished It is night She has finished Under the green sun A wing Two wings Three wings A family of sparrows comes to get the letters To illuminate our dreams She closes her eyes It is dark night She opens her eyes Under the golden sun Of his mind She sends greedy messages of peace and freedom without worrying about disturbing the frozen hearts She laughs It is night She smiles The thread she has woven On her multicolored facets opens new horizons where richness is an inner strength that allows us to offer ourselves and to offer magical and multicolored moments. She sings It is night She sings