The Dawn

For the last years I′ve wandered through deserts
Found some orchards in my way
I planted there some seeds
I wish they grow up higher than trees
When I was giving up finding the right location
To gaze how flowers bloom
Among a haze of smiles and tears
The beautiest of the dawns one night came to me
Wrong again? Possibly
I would have put my hands in the fire
I would have put my hands in the fire it was here
Where to take roots
Close to you