When the Waters of the East Sing in My Dreams

Elicura Chihuailaf (Mapuche, Chile)
translated by Camila Yver

I am withered grass
waving at the rain
but soon feel the first drops
falling on the fields.
Let this water soak me!
I hear myself say,
dancing among the flowers.
When I awake, I will rise
touched and reinforced
by the scent
of lavender.