Thundering clouds, drowning day and lightning night —
I wonder what is up in the sky.
A feeble sound, chirping birds, trees greener than ever —
I find my mirror in these.
A drifting river, crossing seas, memoirs dissolving along the current —
I put myself in, to forget anything.
Feeding mammals, loving bees, the morning rooster —
I find a shot of words to describe all these.
Over the wire, on top of the roof, on the flooded road —
I find a true likeness of you.
Dense mangrove fields, still life, and a murmuring —
the love of you, and of life.
Today or tomorrow, love or hate —
I find my peace, in you.