Rural

Rural

Rural (Renato Teixeira)
Where to find such a sweet word
So much more rural
Than in the speech of the swaying bushes
when the wind blows
And the wind blows
The speech of the bushes makes me feel good
Everything that shines is real gold dust, rural
As real as the rain with
Its crystal forms,
Rural, rural, rural
Sun or rain, scenes of metal
Singing of the birds in the morning, rural
Everything reigns in calm harmony
In the normal vegetal poetry, sign, rural
That Mother Nature is doing well