Surreal peace comes from within,
The night grows darker like a dream,
And stars begin to light the sky
Reaching my mind, my heart, my sight;
Growing amidst the wind, the storm,
All daring wishes are reborn;
Zealous to reach the stars, they shine
In new-born thoughts they are defined.
Nothing can stop their quick ascent;
Gaze after gaze, I’m now content.
– Patricia
Da Capo al Poetry 