RIVER ON THE TREE
A tree also has a river, tied up on a high branch.
My own tree had kept it hidden behind the leaves,
her two secret streams,
In case I might see them!
In case I might dive untimely;
if I might untimely play with her water!
She gave warmth and water to migratory birds.
Gave them shelter with love, opening the cracks in her body.
Gave shade to those who have lost their paths.
Deprived only me of what she has given to everyone else.
raising waves in private stream
I felt deeply,
something was breaking,
I counted the tremor,