My feathers are made of wax, my skin is not resistant to extreme heat but nevertheless, I approach blindly to the sun, my eyes are filled with tears, I am achieving it, if I can, almost, I can feel it's warm yellow rays in my skin, I feel like it burns the wax on my feet and back but I do not care, I'll get where I want.
There I fall, I sink in a sea, which I can not identify if it's natural water or my tears that have made that body of water so immense, my back stings me, my feet are stiff but they do not hurt me as much as my chest, I'm confused, submerged in cold and salty water. What did I do wrong? Why is it so hard for me to get there? I just want to touch the sun, my face wrinkles, I'm in love with that star that they talk so much to me about their heat, I scream but my screams are manifested by bubbles of water, I swim to the surface, I look up and there it is, lighting up, I see how birds pass near the sun, I laugh while drops of my eyes jump to the edges of my eyelids, damn lucky, have what I want to have.