I am the flower
of my bloodline
my descendants
are not by blood
but by spirit
connected to my
formless cross in space,
when all wickedness gets burnt-out
they confide me
with the intent of pureness
and become saints
with their human heart
reborn as a flower made of sun,
reconnected to my cross again,
the place where all dreams lead;
all a part of the choir of a sea of stars