If the rains come
\ntorrential as our lives,
\nwho will listen to us then?
\nHow much was spoiled
\nby our perishing?
\nBy the digging and cutting,
\nthe burning of dreams
\nthat hid in Amazonia?<\/p>\n
And if we go before heaven
\nchoked with our dust
\nand plead innocence,
\nwill the rain stop?
\nWill the ashes sink in the ocean?
\nWill something move in the fog?
\nA child open its eyes?
\nA girl that died
\nremember her soul?
\nCities emerge in the darkness?
\nAnother beat
\nin the cataclysm of God\u2019s heart
\ngoes on
\nwithout a sound?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
If the rains come torrential as our lives, who will listen to us then? How much was spoiled by our perishing? By the digging and…<\/p>\n