Thank youI found warmth in the lettersThe parental carethat is far from methat I miss so muchThe song of hopewith every forgotten notethe courage that had long slept inside meI have written to passionate outburststo dizzying blue skiesto orange morningsBut what am I to do with myselfwhen it cannot find Besianaand writhes in agony?I ask and the smilebursts upon my lipsCheeks burning as if at faultI remember your email(and I begin to pick flowersamong the bitter weedsin my garden)I gave eagle wings to ageI loaded freedom upon itfeelings, longing, all that I couldnow I am in flight upon versesA spark is born amid the greeneryin the caress of an eyelashI see the future with different eyesthanks to the treasured words of a friend