how do we dance under the rain? (by author Cuauhtémoc Fuentes)
“The Swamp”, written by the legendary actor, screenwriter, and beloved friend Cuauhtémoc Fuentes, delves behind the life of “the man behind the window”, and how he dared dance under the rain.
Transcription from the image.
The Swamp.
Written by: Cuauhtémoc Fuentes / El hombre en la ventana.
Translation by: José Pablo Contreras / The Man in the Mirror.
When the world turns down... down in the rain, the swamp turns on to greet her.
The swamp doesn't run away from the rain, it celebrates it.
The fireflies light up the homely atmosphere , oh it's a party, party. Each and everything that lives in the swamp, enjoys it without thinking.
While everybody gets wet and dirty, I stand behind my window. Watching them from behind. To a certain point, I feel safe.
There isn't a single drop of water touching my skin. But a piece of me wants to go out and get dirty from head to toe. To join their celebration.
It really is amazing to watch them. We humans normally flee from the rain, but they seem to enjoy it.
Life didn’t give them instructions, it gave them rain, and they found a reason to celebrate it.
Oh me, oh life, oh readers. Dance, feast, and feel the occasion. For this night, this moment; the rain, it ain't forever.
As soon as the rain stopped, the swamp returned to calm, as if nothing had occurred before.
Rest assured, those of you who made the ordinary extraordinary, those that found a reason to dance before the rain.
Thank you for being free and authentic. Oh dear swamp, I will stop looking at you from behind my window. Next time, I will dare celebrate life with all of you.
“Oh readers. Dance, feast, and feel the occasion. For this night, this moment; the rain, it ain’t forever. ”
“Thank you for being free and authentic. Oh dear swamp, I will stop looking at you from behind my window. Next time, I will dare celebrate life with all of you.”
