DAWN IS COMING

She has known the vast clouds,

they are the silence in this blue, for thousands of miles.

She has seen a gentle and extending field.

She talks about the future, as

She talks about the next day.

At that time, the world had no name.

Only birds were circling in the land,

and bright dreams.

A small piece of soul leaked out of her eyes.

The dust was enough to record the days,

Who heard the wind,

Who would know all stories.