Umbrella
Under an umbrella is a shade of silence.
Ease of no need to talk about trifles,
Free from the task to think about whatnot.
Receiving what comes from the sky,
And letting it fall softly,
Is this a kind of religious deed?
Under an umbrella,
Being opened while being closed,
Is the intimate order of the space,
Which walks, and stops.
An umbrella is beautiful because
It delivers the word of the sky to the hand,
And it asks the covered sky to notice
Creatures' shivers on the earth.
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