Prophecy

Atop of a white mountain
a voice recalls for some of us
abandoned hurricanes.
(On the screen a planiglobe,
the Bible and an olive branch.)
The forecast weather is missing
and also the dove which returns
meeting with a land
not exhausted yet.

I’s true that until it will show up
we will still have a hot burning sun
far above our heads.

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