standing before the window

standing before the window
the wind draws a heart in my every breathe
shivering my head
warming my soul

and that’s when people come and go
bringing me pieces of themselves
leaving footprint on my feet
so they shall live in my heart forever

mark my day
mark my vanity
… or shall I dream?

my fairy, may your wing hide my tears
take me fly with you
to the sky, we embrace every space
nature where you lies
open gates to eternity

may heaven touch me tenderly
and may I’m born in your womb
in the apple of God’s eyes
bless me, dear Love!
so I may see compassion in every existence
and hope shall be alive forever

image, courtesy of Salvador Dali