'I Touched My Star Once From The Top Of A Hill' Poem by Lindemberg Pereira da Silva

Far from me it brights above in the sky,
Its brightness and lights grow - bit by bit
weak and dim to stronger and stronger
as much as I approach it.
It guides me wherever I am
through the deserts
rivers, lakes, seas and mountains.
Night after night
it shines on my road.
When I'm down
it's covered by the dark clouds.
It shines on my way
when I have to face the danger
while I walk through the forests.
I will keep following it
like the rivers flow to the sea.
I will keep pursuing it
like a hunter hunts his hunting.
I will keep dreaming
as if every nights were the first ones.
I will keep looking at it
from my window
as if it was my guide.
Once I quietly slept
and I dreamed I was
at a high and beautiful place.
From where I could see
the hugeness of the universe
and the beauty of the earth.
Then, I raised my arms up
and I softly touched it
from the top of a hill.