Maria’s dream

Tree tops

Tree tops

One summer day…
as the cold river water
softly caressed her skin
Maria’s passion for rain
turned dream…

And although I think Maria knew
that in this universe
not a single rain drop
ever gets lost…
She would build a rain station
to capture all the rainfall of her love…

Like passing ripples
twisting tree tops
to silhouettes of abstraction
on a winter pond
Maria’s dream…
Became so real…
That each morning…
and night…
Her rain station dream,
quietly,
without anyone knowing,
collected every single rain thought!

Xoanxo 2017


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