Think of the Sun

Think of the sun

As a reminder

of the warmth that you are

aching for

from the arms of

anyone that you love

 

Think of the moon

as a song

in the final trimester   

of the composition of lullabies

which will give birth

every time you stare at it.

 

Think of the stars

As the Holy Knights of Faith

who offer sanctuary

to wishes

that are longing to be heard

 

Think of the air

as the replenishment of memories

that will protect you

from the dark jungle prowl of

fears and uncertainty 

 

Think of the clouds

as a flotilla of ships

with a cargo full of dreams

which will find its way back to Port

as soon as the storm ends,

 

Think of the rain

as the downpour of dispatches

handwritten

in the script of angels

which in any language reads

I understand.

 

And think of tomorrow

For what it always is:

a ready to be delivered

tenderly whispered

answered prayer.