As the rain has a voice and words.
I have them too.
As the rain has a reason to be,
I have one too.
As the ocean to be calm and wild
As the ocean to have and end for the sight
I have one too
As the ocean that has an outside look and an inner world
I have them too.
As the seasons to be part of a cycle
I take part too.
As a whole, as a fragment
I’m one as I’m all.
As the sky that has two faces, that make one
As the sky that has an imaginary side
As the sky that says to much with no words spoken
I am too. I have them too.
As the sky with fallen meteors, stuck in a nest
As the sky with a hanging dream
As the sky with a unfinished history
I live that too. With no beginning and no end
As the breeze sings
As the wind tells
As the hurricane shouts
My words as my voice
Will remain on the air…
A breeze will take them away
But the trade
Will remain and remain.
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