My Dear Distant Sun

A Letter by a Father to his Daughter

My dear distant sun.

Open the book of your life’s new part;
See what might please you.

Throw yourself into the tree’s depths,
To gather winds and birds.

Step with joy upon the earth’s rubble.

To dance upon its peaks!

Step on the stones of the past with great pleasure,
Around you the new light rises
And with desire, the flames of joy and storm,
So that it may kindle your beautiful steps.

“To be continued, my dear distant daughter.”