Stigo

 

 

 

I was like a speaking wind;

 

You have driven your mind on miles, 

the wonders of people that hailed.  

 

You have read their fairytales, poems 

and novels.

 

You admire the beauty, that makes 

them proud,

 

You have seen them, you have loved 

their voguish hands, 

 

You spill the beans of their songs, as 

your heels travel by the rhythm. 

 

Then on your wish, you are the stars 

twinkling on the evening shadows.

 

But you have the tiny that makes to 

shine, just like the ocean of drops.

 

Then you light up candles to see the 

hidden treasure in your heart.

 

You have your own dreams, visions 

in your palm,

 

You have what seems impossible on 

your struggles,

 

But spread them out to the view of 

the world, 

 

Then twinkle like the stars, and shine 

like the sun.

 

 

 

                         Stigo de poet