surprising the mesquite
with raindrops full of passion
dripping, streaming the branches
creates the little reflections below
pools waver with excitation
where the little ravens bathe
while I stand umbrella safe
watching the dance of the day
a the once held sky grayness
colors bloom in tiny stones.
maysa-maria kristina gadelha peterson
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