-What should I do with this heart like the hotel chambers
under this green rainy sky
under these blooming trees
collecting my mental photographs to remember
dancing down the streets
crossing the borders between two towns
stealing the metaphors from the others
living with this strong love to life
living through every day with a great joy
counting every single moment as "mine"? -
I'm asking myself running under my gray (but) shiny sky
through this (perfectly) gloomy day...
and instead of giving the answer,
I'm leaving my umbrella aside
and raising my face to the pouring rain.
27 apr '15