Seeking

I see you and I question
your sweetness and your verve

I miss and I long
your odor and warmth 

Once a bird drops loose 
its wings will guide him through.

Remember, if an angel touched your soul
lonely mornings turn to joy

Don’t let time catch your bit 
the tone may be the wrong to play 

Tomorrow could be the day, to redeem
is never late, a god there is. 

Roberto Araujo