If I die...

Today only a poem and nothing more ... Good night!

"Friend of the soul"

"If I die"

If I die in the morning
Open the window slowly
And look the exact day that I have

Do not grieve. I do not grieve.
Having had the night is more than I deserve
If you do not know that the night come.

 
Lets in the house a little air

And a piece of heave
The only one I know.

Maybe I extend a bird's wing
Not knowing that fly
It was always my law.

Seek not my breath in the mirror.
Do not call my name I do not have
And nothing will tell you the mystery.

Says I'm not someone knock on the door.
Let me do my paper dead
Cause of death is not being as I know.

(Rosa Lobato de Faria)