Beautiful child

Perhaps the wind was mixed with aroma of the night
when you was born.
The beautiful colors
of your previous lives were put inside your soul that
you could use them during your new life on the earth.

Perhaps rain mixed music of drops with rays of the warm sun
when you were born.
You opened the eyes.

The Flying wind recognized you,
"I will send you my pictures with clouds soon,

My beautiful child of this planet."