Acqua Santa Sacred Water
they say I'm bella
and alluring i am
when on thin strings
in night fog
or in droplets
in the morning grass...
They say I'm wonderful,
and wonderful I am,
when I quench thirst
of the thirsty animals
of all species
in lakes, streams and rivers...
I've been sung by a lot of poets
Beaudelaire, Rilke...
watering the plants...
moved thank you
everyone, but I wish
perpetuate the tenderness of
PAULO, WHO CALLED ME SANTA!
I am the water that flows to the stream
from the creek to the immense river
from the river to the sea!
from then to heaven
thus from above,
reborn... !
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