modern angel

 Every day

After I met you I hide near the stairs

Where you come down from the sky

with your angel bag

full of divine tasks

 
ordained by your lord,

I Imagine

Every day I follow your footsteps on the street

mixed with the others

In the plane of time

immersed in your thought

doing your job,

with your moving light.

Tireless along the way

You are not an invisible angel passing by my side

No matter how humble you are

With your wings and pain hidden

You make yourself present

through the shadows and light of your life.

Every day, at the end of the day

I hide near the stairs

Where you get back to heaven

With your empty angel suitcase

Of chores and agonies

of your work in life.

Every day I realize

I live, wake up and dream

with you and nothing more than that

becomes relevant... That's my way of living.

waiting for you close the stairs