we did not buy the sound of rain
we should have bought some
take them in our house
for it could be summer sometimes
we could have reflected upon the rain and the roof
how the roof has protected us throughout the night
and how we never cared
how we never thought about its
dedication and consistency
how profound is rain
how we must realize
that till now we do not know how to make it.
how soothing the sound
of its release from the sky
what falling is
to the bottom of our hearts
how cold is the night now
and how we needed a very sound sleep
to dream again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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