My beloved I love autumn rains so much,
those ... the first drops that are waiting for that one moment,
and they fall without murmuring, without a doubt,
into dry land ... the are whispering - Wait, kind
get drunk with my drops, quench your thirst,
wash yourself with life-giving moisture
You fasted so long, so long you were resigned
come back to life, breathe ...
Photograph : Gorzycki Robert
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