Mother

If our Earth was not an earth but instead a giant rose, We will lay our skin on the dreams of the ones, who used to be here in the past, until all misty centuries smooth in one.  If its petals were the birdlike wings then it could take me back in endless time. Flowing down in the streams of cosmos, I’m trying to reach one human out of millions alike hearts.  After the birth of the universe, I found a girl under the golden leaves, She was crying lightly tears until she couldn’t even breathe. So I made her a promise which I couldn’t break cause my cells were howling, howling to come back.  I hoped to appear in her lifetime and then I could become her miraculous star that she never ever had.  Every ticking second was closer to an end because there’s no human way of being a mother to your own mother so I couldn’t stay. And I didn’t have a route to save her inner moving light from slowly fading away. My dream broke in a billion pieces when I got to understand that I should leave this little girl because I can’t do any help. So I walked my way out of the dying glow.  And I carved the door in her soul and put a tiny bit of mine. “We’ll meet again” - I said and vanished in the sky.