I started to dream,
A strange light was coming to me,
It was so strong,
And also so nice,
I wake up in a dream
Talking to God…
I knew that soon I will wake up to reality,
So I asked Him:
“Why do I exist?”
He didn’t answer,
I wanted to chase the dream,
Silently, He took me by the hand,
I let myself to be carried in His arms.
We had arrived at a clearing…
It was covered by white snow,
With a simple gesture He spread out all the snow,
On the brown earth has appeared a lone snowdrip,
I watched amazed,
And He smiled telling me in a simple way:
“I love flowers”,
Then I understood,
He loves me, so I exist.
He took my hand,
And we continued our road…
We arrived in a desert ,
A man was sitting a few metters from us,
He was so worn out
That seemed like a doll,
A doll of rags thrown on the ground…
Then I asked God:
“Why don’t You help this man?
You say that You love him…”
Again God was silent.
In the distance I saw another man,
He was struggling in the oasis to fill a wooden bottle with water…
I sat and watched him…
Around me the sand was carried out higher and higher by the wind,
I fell unconscious to the ground myself.
After some time I got up…
The sand storm had dissapeared,
God was not…
I saw again the man from the oasis
Trying to make his way through the sand,
I knew then that he saw the man who passed out,
A few meters away from that man…
He went to him spraying on him with water…
I smiled to myself…
We exist because always, in the world
Someone needs our help.