STORM & RAIN

DOWN AND OVER

THAT DAY

ONE DAY 

..OF VIOLENT STORM

VIOLENT WIND.

...AND SO COLD.

THE RAIN...

Painted the Sky of Grey...

AND IN THE MIDDLE OF THAT TEMPEST...

He was running looking for his Cover.

.

Black wet Boots

Over Brown wet Leafs.

WET BREATH AND...

Wet Field.

THE EARTH SEEM TO RELIVE

BY THE RAIN.

THE PERFUME OF THE GROUND

AWAKE!

.

AWAKE SINCE THE DEEPEST OF THE FIELD.

.

DEEP...SO DEEP PEACE

.

IN THE MIDDLE OF THAT CLOUDY DAY

.

ONLY ACCOMPANIED BY THE RHYTHM OF THE RAINING-DROPS.

 

Deep inhalation of the Green Breath.

 

Calm of the Soul

.

In a Deep exhalation.

UNDER ONE GREAT OLD TREE

.

HE FIND HIS PROTECTION.

.

UNDER THE CEILING BRANCHES SHAKEN BY THE WIND.

And like the Rain...

His look Fall over a golden Leaf:

"Le plus belle des cieux dans tes yeux... 

Embrassez doucement le soleil et la lune pour vous" 

AND A LOOK THAT HIGH AMONG THE LEAVES

LOOKING FOR HANDS ON THAT TREE.

.

HANDS HIDED BETWEEN THE AUTUMNAL COLORS OF ITS LEAVES

 

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SO ONLY A DROP IN HIS CHEEK LIKE ANSWER.

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RUNNING DOWN HIS FACE LIKE HIS LOOK DOWN TOO. 

 

HE CLOSES HIS EYES RELIVING FEELINGS

AND OLD STORIES OF LOVE.

 

He support his back

on the trunk-tree.

Keep the Leaf.

FALLEN LEAVES

IN AEREAL DANCE !

FALLING OVER THE RIVER OF LIFE...

HE TAKE A DEEP...SO DEEP BREATH

LIKE NEVER BEFORE

.

SINCE THE BEGINNING OF THAT DAY OF STORM

AND WITH TENDER SMILE..

He Wait the End of this Gray day of Rain.

SO THE SUN WILL SHINE AGAIN

Aslant the leaves.

AND THE RAIN BECAME IN RIVERS

RUNING OVER THE FIELD

 

FALL & RISE..LIVE & DIE..HATE & LOVE

IS THE CIRCLE OF LIVE.

Do you see? CAN'T RAIN FOREVER.

SO DO YOU KNOW ..?

REAL LOVE NEVER DIE.

IT IS LIKE ONE INVIBLE CHAIN

BEYOND THE PLACE AND TIME.

Poem by:  Patricia Gómez Docampo 

R.p: (Diana)