My words emerge
from a desolate city 
that the kindly night welcomes
and in it they find their dwelling place

Words of enchantment 
never tire of sailing,
randomly searching for white clouds
or the fury of the sea

Words that beg spring
to bring peace instead of war
and write a song of forgiveness,
justice, freedom and most of all
an ode to love

Loose they go from flight to flight
and just at dawn 
they shed their sparkles
on a sheet of paper

My fingertips 
open a naked book
that unites hearts,
portrays souls
and unties knots