la pioggia: vedere l'invisibile

What time of year is it?

Four year old M is silent.

Is it summer, fall, winter, spring?

"It is raining outside.", she replies.




The sky is veiled with inbetween-ness.
And as for M, time has nothing to do with it.




Are there any leaves on the trees?

"No!", M replies emphatically.

How do leaves get on the trees?

"The sun pushes them out."

How does the sun know when to push them out?

"It is invisible, just like what's in your heart."

Time is a technological invention.
But life is a flow
of hearts and leaves.