lunes, 10 de mayo de 2010

The dreams of my mom



The dreams of my mom


In a small city
Nearby
A big one

In a house
Where everything
Has a meaning
Purpose
End and origin

In a couch
By the side
Of a small garden

A woman dreams

I know it
Because the rivers
Of wind & water
Are still passing
As usual

Because time
Flows
By and large

When she stays no more
On her favorite home

When to reference
Her actions
People will need
To use
The past tense

The currents of water, air & time
Will still pass

But spinning around
The quite outstanding
Random rocks
Of reality

VABM May 9, 2010

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