Pioggia

PIOGGIA

PIOGGIA

                                                             Il cielo griggio

                                                           Al riparo invitar

                                                           La luna nascosta

                                                          Al silenzio ispirar

                                                          Il vento bagnato

                                                         A tutto annaffiar

                                                           E l’anima mia

                                                       Gioisa a verseggiar.

                                                       Miriam Da Costa