It is me, my son – (2011)


It is me, my son, and you who’s inspired great change
 Before you, I was wandering deserted plains.
It is you, who stopped the winds from blowing
 With no sail to go, I started quickly rowing.
It is us, together hand in hand
 walking tall, we travel barren lands.
It is life, which breathes breaths through the air
 breathing passion for the love that we share.
It is the moon, that hovers close above
 reflecting back the deepness of our love.
It is the sun, immense just like your smile
 and when it fails, we’ll remain here for a while.
It is time, whose hours and minutes must yield
 because our bond contains more than starry fields.
It is love, and there’s no wound it cannot mend
 That’s how I feel for you, from now until the end.
©Wilson Santos 2011
 For my son Dionysus. Forever. 

About Wilson Santos

Wilson Santos is a writer, filmmaker, music producer, DJ, spoken word artist, graphic designer, entrepreneur and college professor. And he makes a hell of a Mojito too.

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