I believe in you

 I believe in you. Guiding me. With your hands of heaven. You write me skies that erase oblivion. You invent for me dazzling days sprouting from full life. You progressively dry the immense waterfalls of pain by dint of lightning and thunder. You succeed me. You always make me. Radiant forests of tender greenery. Life that refuses to succumb under the acid fumes that our unconsciousness emits in the search for the divine daily bread. Wicked by hunger; pain of the insatiable body that infinitely asks for meat for meat.