Florin DragoČ™ Minculescu

Metanoia

Wondering eyes looked up

And a twinkle of a star,

Ignites the fire\'s heart.

Through an unknown grace,

Man baptized the flame.

Three time, out loud it said:

 

\"What do I am?\" 

\"What do I am?\"

\"What do I am?\".

 

Next to itself, of jealousy,

A stone has cracked.

Out of its rend it flies,

To fill the empty spot,

Another twinkle of a star. 

And to the rest of sand,

A gust of wind enchants:

 

\" Oh, Blessed Mary

Childbirth again,

Childbirth again.\"