Girassóis

Wind comes from there
Comes from skies of so much blue without arriving
And goes feeling carried away
Quickly and when it noticed in that home
Knew that everything moved from its place
The seed of the flower of life remained
And sunflowers point to what will sprout

While being already choose how they will shine
Among the internal spaces only to sow
Growing all the yellow that can remain
Born strength lightness I see my (your) gaze
Water mirror in the green that will not end
Looking at the world from within feeling sunlight
Opening chest of the abyss follows, follows the lighthouse