quarta-feira, fevereiro 27, 2008

A Alma Cintilante

Desabafo com a Lua pequenos segredos da minha imaginação.
Ela brilha cada vez mais, talvez goste do que lhe falo...
Pequenos Seres da Terra, aproveitem o brilho da Lua, olhem o céu todos os dias, contemplem a sua beleza, ela retribuirá com o seu brilho, iluminando os vossos caminhos, que tantas vezes são feitos na escuridão das trevas...
As pequenas coisas que nos rodeiam e que nem lembramos que existem, são concerteza as que se um dia desaparecerem, é porque o mundo acabou, e com ele, todos nós enquanto seres carnais.

Flor da Lua

1 comentário:

Anónimo disse...

"Hey...are you a dreamer? I haven't seen too many around lately. Things have been tough lately for dreamers. They say dreaming is dead, no one does it anymore. It's not dead it's just that it's been forgotten, removed from our language. Nobody teaches it so nobody knows it exists. The dreamer is banished to obscurity. Well, I'm trying to change all that, and I hope you are too. By dreaming, every day. Dreaming with our hands and dreaming with our minds. Our planet is facing the greatest problems it's ever faced, ever. So whatever you do, don't be bored, this is absolutely the most exciting time we could have possibly hoped to be alive. And things are just starting..."