Special star

Vibrating in my chest,

soft breathing, soft heartbeats.

Listen to me, I’m whispering.

A tranquil river flows in its own stream,

praying to the goddess of water,

calming my heart, freezing my words.

I believe in my dream as I believe in your future.

Can you ease my restless sorrow?

Listen to me, I’m whispering.

Like windmills standing still, even in storms,

I pray to the god of wind

bringer of peace, the air I breathe.

It places a hand on my back, gently pushing me forward.

Listen to me, I’m whispering.

Where will you wander? Where will you sleep?

The earth trembles, the sea rises.

We made our promises as if they were sacred,

but the end always feels near.

I pray to the god of war,

resonating with my darkness,

founder of tears and fears,

longing to shield you from it all.

Still, I see your happiness as something worth protecting.

Your memory beats in my mind

behind my eyes, I see your smile.

Even when you have no words,

I’d break the world just to hear your laughter.

It’s like rewarding my weary soul

with stars from conquered skies.

With you, my little star, my final hope.

Listen to me, let me lay you to sleep.

Rest, as my whispers fade to silence,

turning into prayers,

asking all the gods to protect you

the pure soul that cleanses my sins.