Metanoia

Wondering eyes looked up
And a twinkle of a star,
Ignites the fire's heart.
Through an unknown grace,
Man baptized the flame.
Three time, out loud it said:

"What do I am?"
"What do I am?"
"What do I am?".

Next to itself, of jealousy,
A stone has cracked.
Out of its rend it flies,
To fill the empty spot,
Another twinkle of a star.
And to the rest of sand,
A gust of wind enchants:

" Oh, Blessed Mary
Childbirth again,
Childbirth again."