Garça Perdida

It got dark
in my witching gaze,
of a starfish, of the sky, of a full moon,
of a lost heron on the sand.
It got dark in my eyes,
I lost my feathers, I can't fly,
I left my kids and nests,
tender care, love, in the sea...
I can only fly inside of me
in this dream of embracing
the endless sky, the sea, the whole earth!
And I carry the sea inside of me,
with the sky alive dreaming and I’ll dream until the end,
until I no longer wake...
Then, I’ll cross this sky and this sea again,
I’ll fly, I’ll fly non-stop around the whole earth!
I’d make nests of full moons and then,
I’d sleep on the sand...