dreams roots

It's the peak of summer, a heat wave
All around everything is dry, colored in ochre
Trees alone, are the testimonials of life
Green balm against the oppressive heat.

Trees tear through the earth with their roots
They search for subterranean veins of water, ancient lakes
Buried under the sterile mineral earth,
Life-feeding sources.

Through hot nights, we sleep agitated sleep
Filled with dreams, we chase chimeras, we live tales
Alternate lives, dreams are our roots
Piercing through time, searching for life beyond life.