An unseasonal rain
lasts for an hour.
Refreshed,
the sun returns.
Nothing has changed
except that the heart
looks around, amazed.
A dry stump of a palm tree
lifts its head from the ground
to reach the sky
carrying as it ascends,
the nest of a bird
whose fledglings
are about to spread their wings and fly.
lasts for an hour.
Refreshed,
the sun returns.
Nothing has changed
except that the heart
looks around, amazed.
A dry stump of a palm tree
lifts its head from the ground
to reach the sky
carrying as it ascends,
the nest of a bird
whose fledglings
are about to spread their wings and fly.
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