Do you hear?

Do you hear?

Do you hear the rain
sobbing in the fall
towards the branches
of welcoming trees?

Themes of love,
of longing and pain
are suspended there,
like clinging tears.

Secrets are shared
in soft collisions,
blessings from heaven
crystallise within my eyes.

The tree calls me
in supple tones
played by the wind,
I answer with my own song.

Spheres of light
flashing in rapid succession,
dance in ancient rhythm
through our shared space.

Urged by the night
I follow Nature’s breath,
its sounds fill my heart
in harmonious concert.

Dawn finds me stretching
into millions of sparks,
sun kissed raindrops
reverberate on my skin.

The tree’s friendly branches
transform into your arms,
tears are dried in the warmth
of our undying love.

Unafraid we move together
through showers of rain,
to share again in the light
and in the glory of a new day.

Do you hear?



Love, Margherita