The rain was pouring
upon the wet pavements of memories,
on the day you departed
along the sunlit path of the eternal constellation.
Quietly, gently,
like a wind that kisses water in the stone
and the celestial silence in the air.
The gaze vanished into that day.
The colour of your eyes
spread across the heavenly vault
like a blue cloak.
It embraced the heights,
pouring out an azure glow
that turned into a pearl of memory…
Which remained in the waters of the beloved river.
