Storm Testo

Storm
Sometimes it takes a storm to really know the light.
The scent of rain, the weight of clouds, pulling down the sky.
Sometimes it takes a storm, to know how you feel.
To understand indigo and the varnished sun, lighting up the fields.
It takes the rain between the lines to know what sorrow finds.
The way a cloud divides sometimes the clearing and the blue, I love you.
I was just passing through and taken by surprise.
Between the black sky and the blue.
Between the black sky and the blue. I Love you.
I Love you.