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
Copyright © Aby M'Baye | Year Posted 2022
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