Rain.

(drawing, after Bansky's mural, Buenos Aires)

 

Listen to me as one listens to the rain,

Not attentive, not distracted,

Light footsteps, thin drizzles,

Water that is air, air that is time,

The day is still leaving,

The night has yet to arrive,

Figurations of mist,

At the turn of the corner,

Figuration of time,

At the bend of this pause.

 

Air and water, words with no weight,

What we are and are,

The days and years this moment,

Weightless time and heavy sorrow,

The years go by, the moments return.

In another time that is now,

Listen to the footsteps of time,

A restless garden adrift- go in

Your shadow covers this page.

 

(From; as one listens to the rain, Octavio Paz)