The star of the dark night carries in you that glow of the sunset, that moment that flows over the best of you marks the edge of your struggles, under the immense strength of your being, a midnight and fireflies with their dances, how soft it is touching your gaze, there are those who fear for the potential of many and you even doubting your virtue, not all darkness is eternal, and something will arise without any coming into you.
Perhaps the time that is lived is not the indicated one, but the first step for a difference that will give the sense that it deserves, that it will be a connection breaking the gaps of the returns that give marches towards the will of your deeds, the roar from a high volcano, they rumble in what faith demonstrates giving its inevitable glory, when love insisted on the truly just.
You will rise from the depths of the memories that still belong to your only melody, that each scar is the story of your best legacies, be those edges that were a real challenge, that yearn to end you, that are never underestimated, facts where few will be worthy of your happiness, and before the perseverance of what the wind carried in you.
