Flora

I imagine you already old
Lush with all the foliage
Branches multiplied
From now on

Having everything passed
Flowers and fruits of the image
With which I make this journey
Through the kingdom of your name
Oh, Flora

I imagine you as a jackfruit tree
Standing by the roadside
Old, strong, abundant, beautiful
Lady

On the ground, many seeds
As if remnants of our
Own dreams devoured
By the bird of dawn
Oh, Flora

I imagine you in the future
Even more beautiful, mature
Pure in the taste of love and
Blackberry

All that light on
Sweetness and beauty
I will sleep, for sure
Under your shadow
Oh, Flora