HUMAN'S LIFE (EARLY YEARS)

From warm darkness

I have come

I was enlightened

By dearest other....

I have a name

Yet I will be I

A parents' will I am

In a certain meanwhile...

How many times

I will have to smile?

How many times

I will have to cry?

My eyes are still looking

For something new...

Will they be losing

Their colour and thrill?

So much years to live...

So much things to touch,

So much words to speak

And hear for getting a thought.

Senses and thoughts,

My first brick will

Start my settle up

And my own building:

A being with name

With actions and thoughts,

Who never is the same

Even from whom I was born;

A being with own light,

Found by asks and doubts

Of all human lives

Who I will talk to and about...

A light I wish to get

For reaching the sky

When I will leave, dead,

This instant as a star.

(Leandro Monteiro)