Be the light

Be the light,
for that soul that approaches you,
full of emptiness and blues…

Be blue,
for that tired and uncertain sky,
who only listens to the ferociousness,
of its darkness without backlight…

Carry their cross with them,
so that the burden is light and not bitter,
to cling to it,
even if they don’t understand its meaning…

Be their heaven,
be their longing,
listen to that life that approached you…
maybe you are the last cup,
the last chalice,
from which maybe they drank…