The window has grown teeth,
teeth of rainwater in white mesh.
Further there it is getting wet on Monday
to relieve the year of its old thirst .
The children play at going out barefoot,
to cross the rivers, to sing,
to challenge sharp debris,
everything that rolls into the sea.
/>According to the weather report
fifty percent
of thirst remained.
But then, what could it be that rained?
I see safe little boats
breaching the walls
of our city.
I see many children building more.