Cielo
My refuge when the land cries.
The comfort when anxiety nighs.
My cup of coffee in the cold times.
The journey I always wanted to fly.
When in my darkest days,
You make yellow in the grays.
If only I could lay,
I’ll flow with you and stay.
My beautimous breathtaking sky,
You’re still sheen even if you cry.
You bring light even without the day.
Darling, you always slay.
