THE SACRED CORRESPONDENCE…
The wind has been blowing differently today,
Awaring the trees of the seasons transforming,
The babies have been sulking to hunger,
and the mommies consenting to their feedIng.
The rivers have been full and overbrimming
still knowing that they should not flood.
The skies have adorned the crimsons of dusk
and the night has known about its welcome, thus
The birds have begun to fortify their nests,
they know winter is around the corner.
The toads have been croaking
sending foreplay hints to its loved one.
In silence, sounds and little words
the universe has truly been
in a SACRED CORRESPONDENCE.