a choice

Have you ever asked for a miracle?
Have you ever wanted
to be grateful?

What are we doing
on Earth, my baby?
We’re searching for the sky,
we’re swimming in the deep
oceans to see
if the dark can get darker,
if the the blue can be greener.

What are we doing on this
blue planet, dear Lover?
We are looking for old trees,
running on green fields,
seeding Hope to earn
bright colours,
breathing light and singing honours.

Have you ever asked for
a place to call Home?
here it is, here we were born.


how would you make the poetess happier?