Lost in the shadows As tiny thoughtless faces Reach from the sky And fill existence With glory
Restful in the tranquility As tiny soft limbs Cradle the soul Yet bring friendly illusions to the heart
Beings in the heavens shoot streaming rays of destiny long gone as sad fortune arrives And yearns for hope
The dark blanket of existence Envelopes vivid thoughts Of the blissful imagination And the pinnacle of mortality Realizes it’s own potential
Tamra Muñoz