It was dangerous in the darkness above,
But the rushing cars were, too, dangerous below.
But between it was so beautiful where the grass did grow,
And though it was wet, I ran across its steep slope.
No pasa nada, for my toes did not know.
They simply skipped up and along until I reached the crossroads.
My legs jumped and arms soared
Until they brought me to the streets
I was never so grounded
As when they brought me to my knees.
Only to bounce back and up again
But at a slower pace
As the torrent began.
A crossing guard figure
strung up on a lateral wire,
Edged along with her sign
To make sure I arrived there.
A road rained on,
a girl drenched.
And when I looked back,
The wire snapped.
The figure was flung
Off its path.
I was lost on a one way road
Did not know which way, up or down. to go.
I tried to return,
But everything was unknown.
The green slopes could not been seen, so far off.
No flight could take
with all the bouncy grass gone.
I simply stood there, with the water pouring on,