is not easy to write a dream into a star. You have to stare at her, feeling her warmth while millions of light years separate you from it, see how your changes in intensity flash when blinking, and finally, close your eyes and think of a desire for honest and pure origin.
is not easy because too many stars harbor dreams whimsically are spreading through the world leaving a trail of excitement in worlds that do not even know. It's like a chain hopes sent as an e-receipt infinite which we never get finished. This is, without doubt, a letter whose addressee becomes that most crave: a loved one we lost, a guardian angel that we have, a God who protects us, an invisible friend who accompanies us in our lives ... Our prayer becomes the hope of being heard by a caregiver, who watch over us. So, Linda, every night is delighted with the same ritual. Opened the window of his small room, half-length looming in the darkness, and lifted his eyes to the stars, which, sleepers, made him a nod when they saw aparecer.Linda always asked the same desire, however, never spoke with same star. Had spent many years talking to the stars and knew distinguish by their size, shape, or way to shine, and even gave them names. It was not easy, but Linda had a special gift.
A warm spring night, in which colorful flowers waiting dozed a bright sun over their heads, Linda window opened slowly, letting a gentle breeze began to play cheerful curtains. Crickets sang in the majestic moon, and seemed to want to give an impromptu dance music that the wind had decided to tender caress that noche.Una Linda awoke, opened his little eyes gray to see that the window was open because air. Always kept closed tightly, as afraid of catching cold, although it was hot, and I miss that gentle breeze that might have pushed the strong closure of the window of his cuarto.Se up, not without a little effort, and sat on his bed to admire from there your favorite star: Venus, the most shining. It was a sight to see as its light enveloped the sky.
Suddenly, as if it were a dream, a small star flickered intensely every night, began to approach the window of Linda. Resembled a firefly that it was becoming larger and more luminosa.La star entered the room, and for a few seconds, hung in the air while be entertained with a soft swing. Then he got bigger, and it appeared a very beautiful girl, with golden hair, that beast a white dress adorned with a unique green bow tie.
- Hi Linda - the boy said cheerfully. - I Orion, and asked me a desire for a long time ... Remember?
Linda smiled and finished out of bed.
- Of course I remember, you're the first star to speak. I will put that name ... - and put her hands to her face, visibly moved. Orion
re-worked the bow and took Linda's hand gently. Seemed to have in his hands, a relic of glass.
star Linda brought up the window and not let go of his hand, began to fly high, higher and higher.
could distinguish as the lights of the town slowly died down. Could see the clouds, now hidden in the dark of night, they went away little by little, until only sky, a clear sky and clean ... a starry sky. Linda
was flying between beautiful nebulae, galaxies and unexplored giant planets. Orion hand in hand, walked stars who greeted in passing, saw constellations strove to embrace them and touched the tail of comets playful fluttering everywhere.
- Never again be alone - I said Orion as she pressed her beauty and such peace mano.Tanta did mourn Linda. Roxana
had come early that morning. When he entered the room of Linda, he found what he knew eventually he would llegar.Linda was eighty-three and a delightful spirit. Every day arranging his brown hair, almost free of gray, and went for a walk in the garden with the help of a cane. He had a son, but barely came to see her, and Roxanne knew that although Linda was a very happy, he was very sola.Cuando saw the lifeless body of the elderly, with a happy smile was etched on his face, he knew that she was not alone. Linda was sure that had gotten his wish, wherever estuviese.Se steeled her and took her hand gently. Still seemed to be alive ... Then, squinting through the open window, he said like a shooting star across the sky, leaving behind a trail of golden light. Roxana did not know that that star was Linda did not know that happy flying through the sky from the hand of Orion, and knew no other small stars watched over the dreams of many people who still believed in magic.
Suddenly, as if it were a dream, a small star flickered intensely every night, began to approach the window of Linda. Resembled a firefly that it was becoming larger and more luminosa.La star entered the room, and for a few seconds, hung in the air while be entertained with a soft swing. Then he got bigger, and it appeared a very beautiful girl, with golden hair, that beast a white dress adorned with a unique green bow tie.
- Hi Linda - the boy said cheerfully. - I Orion, and asked me a desire for a long time ... Remember?
Linda smiled and finished out of bed.
- Of course I remember, you're the first star to speak. I will put that name ... - and put her hands to her face, visibly moved. Orion
re-worked the bow and took Linda's hand gently. Seemed to have in his hands, a relic of glass.
star Linda brought up the window and not let go of his hand, began to fly high, higher and higher.
could distinguish as the lights of the town slowly died down. Could see the clouds, now hidden in the dark of night, they went away little by little, until only sky, a clear sky and clean ... a starry sky. Linda
was flying between beautiful nebulae, galaxies and unexplored giant planets. Orion hand in hand, walked stars who greeted in passing, saw constellations strove to embrace them and touched the tail of comets playful fluttering everywhere.
- Never again be alone - I said Orion as she pressed her beauty and such peace mano.Tanta did mourn Linda. Roxana
had come early that morning. When he entered the room of Linda, he found what he knew eventually he would llegar.Linda was eighty-three and a delightful spirit. Every day arranging his brown hair, almost free of gray, and went for a walk in the garden with the help of a cane. He had a son, but barely came to see her, and Roxanne knew that although Linda was a very happy, he was very sola.Cuando saw the lifeless body of the elderly, with a happy smile was etched on his face, he knew that she was not alone. Linda was sure that had gotten his wish, wherever estuviese.Se steeled her and took her hand gently. Still seemed to be alive ... Then, squinting through the open window, he said like a shooting star across the sky, leaving behind a trail of golden light. Roxana did not know that that star was Linda did not know that happy flying through the sky from the hand of Orion, and knew no other small stars watched over the dreams of many people who still believed in magic.
