marți, 13 martie 2018

Glimpse

Behind the windshield
beneath the clouds,
I saw a little girl
walking carelessly
in the rain
while everyone else
was hiding
under the columns
of a passageway

Freedom was
holding my shoes in one hand
feeling the droplets
on my cheeks
seeing the reflection of my feet
in the puddles
loving the warm shower
wholeheartedly

This morning
I stepped
on the happy street
of my childhood



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