A young woman kept on
the leash by two big white dogs
seems to sail past my window
dogs, leash, the whole ensemble,
Mary-Poppins-like.
The whirled up leaves
seem to fall up into the sky
which seems to have gathered
from the hot summer ground
all of the past weeks´ dust
that is now swirling
in high heaven
while the ground
is quickly gaining
a black stained innocence.