Casa de Moneda

(C) 2014 by Metta Anderson

The sound
is
eternal

Rain

Softly splashing
in the courtyard
in the fountain
in the evening
in the Casa de Moneda

the same sound
heard
by everyone

The Spanish
the Indians
the "everyone else"
Listening or not
has heard this sound

For a few moments
past/present/future
occupy one
time zone

Stopped
in a sense
all around me

Then a sigh
and time
fanned out
again
into

past

present

future

(C) 2014 by Metta Anderson 
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