Drops.

Drops. by Sarah  Lombart
Drops. by Sarah  Lombart

Drops.

Everything becomes blurred, everything is vague,
The sky, black, on the knees…

Every drop is a line,
A line which disappears…

Thousands of rainy stings
Burst, crash, without a shout…

Everything becomes blurred, everything is vague,
Even my heart, which messes it…

Black ink, on the clay dilutes,
As in a Japanese print…

Tout s’estompe, tout est flou,
Le ciel,noir,à genoux…

Chaque goutte est un trait,
Une ligne qui disparaît…

Des milliers de dards de pluie
Eclatent,s’écrasent,sans un cri…

Tout s’estompe,tout est flou,
Même mon coeur,qui s’en fout…

Se dilue,encre noire,sur la glaise,
Comme dans une estampe japonaise…

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country, mist, forest, bw, rain, fog and drop