The Breeze of the Hummingbird (Poem)

The breeze that caresses my face
it comes from the God who dominates the storms,
the God of piety, the one who calms, the one who gives joy,
the God who delivers the righteous from calamities,
the Great, the Bernigno, the Almighty

The breeze that caresses my face
It brings me a beautiful gift that is a blessing,
a melody of love, a serenade, gives me hope,
for me it brings laughter and poetry in a song,
it frees me from hatred, from spite and revenge

The breeze that caresses my face
It has a purpose, it has a reason, it has an end,
I am convinced, there is no doubt in me, there is no fear,
she approaches me with the sweet flight of the hummingbird
bringing peace, serenity to my soul and salvation

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