The story
WHIRLPOOLS
I saw a cloud smile
while heavy tears wet its breast
I saw a rose bloom
amid the indifference of people
I saw the moon bend down
to gather its shadow slipped onto the earth
I saw a child rejoice
cradled in a mother's arms
I saw two lovers exchange their skin
in moments of endless enchantment
I saw a tree softly skim
the flight of a hesitant sparrow
And the river runs slowly
with its old man's murmur watches the young streams conform to the placid waters of its bends
The journey's photographs
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