Sky faller - poem

Sky Faller_ ridle poem

Light as a father of the smallest bird,

 Innocent as a newborns fait,

 Powerless as the human straight.

She fell from the sky in a stormed night,

Broken soul and cut arms,

She cried for help in the middle of the dark.

Only to be hear by a dreamers heart.

Full of drawings on her body, full of marks and full of regrets,

Wonders the earth the sky faller looking for a saving friend.

 Mistakes happened; mistakes will be forgiven in every year of the chosen date, 

but to such happen her heart needs to be pure and one soul must be in peace, 

she will be reborn, again, in the middle of the same green.

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