Wings

   Wings

 

     

Is to have wings 

dance in the rain
is to plant a tree.
See the innocence

in the eyes of a child...

It's getting very warm on 

the side of the beloved...
is climbing a mountain,
is to find friends and not

say anything important.
But talk, talk a lot...
humming a song is old
is to arrange the drawers,

and give a lot of clothes

for those in need.
You walk aimlessly, 

just for walking
is talking to herself
is to smile at the 

old man 's square

Ah!  having wings 

is to scrape 

the pan of milk 

creamis playing,
is laughing at himself
is having a secret place, 

and fled there 

from time to time...
Having wings is

to live intensely

beautiful and simple 

things of everyday life
Having wings 

is to be silent 

and listen inside us... 

our love...

You have wings
the moon and stars 

to lend a bit of its luster,
to illuminate the New Year

and may God give us wings,
to fly up high in building 

a better world