In memory of a dear friend, Su. R.I.P
Why do they gaze at sky?
Like metal birds
Longing dream of fly
Do they forgot their wings?
In the maze of memory
lies a long-forgotten dream
Wishing to regress
and become women of free flight
along with its lovers
Were those
Drifting in the wind
angel's or bird’s feathers?
Observant on Earth
to each minuscule chance
How insignificant
Swimming in the clouds
yet they're free
Longing for the fiery kiss of sun
is so ancient story like write crafting
Daydreams of those wishing to reach God
From the clouds
They felt
into mortal terrain
© Photo and Poem by Marcelo de Jesus Fraga
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