Voice of light
whisper
in my ears
asking to open curtains of darkness
and to see with naked eye

taking my hands to portrait
a new painting
mixing the colors took from
its eyes, feet and hands
making the world as canvas
trust as a brush

coloring tears with smile
measuring the darkness
to melt in a while

cherish with feet blossomed lambent
decorating thoughts with
unflinching faces

here
I saw a miracle now
when I looked with naked eye
sunken hopes and barren times are taking birth
flourishing again.

09/21/2013