I promised

I could hear the oceans dream

I could hear the colors breathe

Spirits bowed under the wind

Cultivating echoes as if I was God

 

I was God that evening

He lent me his mighty

 

I promised

My mother had a bouquet of lilies

Lights ascend, time started escaping

As I play towards the end of the universe

 

Oblivion

Organic peace

Forever names, I heard the falling wind

On my skin, on my waters that evening

 

I shimmered in his mighty

As if the angels were me

I was the angels, white winged made of roses

Sensitively clothed, dressed in skin and bones

 

My eyes remembered the butterflies

Their colors spoke to the wind

I breathe in my sunrise 

 

I became

My father’s son

My mother’s daughter

 

I promised

On the 12th of July

I learnt I owned wings

 

I heard the oceans dream

I heard the colors breathe

And I fully became me.