I am the infinite,
Like the star I see in the sky,
Nothing is definite,
If I want I also fly.
The moon easily undress me,
Like the flower in the yard,
Its embellishment and magic,
Brings my heart to be “the bard”.
Sighs like emotions,
They are vibes from the ill heart,
But my soul is an ocean,
Flowing light from the start.
March 2025/16
