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4º Reason of the Rose

you are not afflicted with the petal that flies:
also it is to be, to leave thus of being.
Roses will see, of leached ashes only pleated,
deceased, unbroken for your garden.
I even leave aroma in my thorns
to far, the wind I go speaking of me.
E for losing me is that they go remembering me,
for taking away the leaves me is that I do not have end.

Cecília Meireles



aniversariantes times, thinking and feeling aniversariar, the cyclical life (but never in the same place), the changes…

It has who believes hell astral. I, also. I do not know to define and nor I find that it is possible, but what (if) it passes and it passed in this year it is a confluence of revisions, questionings and attempts of definitions so intense that to the times it seemed that I went to blow up. He is one to bubble strange, is when the heat that brings these movements reaches a degree enough to make everything this to arrive at the surface. Latent heat. I know that necessary to bubble to move of phase. For what he was liquid and dense to reach the slightness of the vapor.

I, always water…

Curious movements.

I know that everything this is ephemeral, is fugaz. Cyclical that I am and that is the life, then soon the vapor if condenses
and I, con-dense-of, search the heat again latent to move for another phase…

E, in the ephemeral movements, the inconstâncias and the cycles, is the search for learning to leave the petals to fly, to be leave-of-to be…

November 16, 2007 | 8:06 PM Comments  1 comments

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augusto Augusto C
November 19, 2007 | 4:07 PM
Linda!
Se muito é fugaz e se vai com um leve sopro ou com um simples aquecer, também tem muita raiz em alma que brilha, alma que nunca tem inferno porque é luz por natureza, assim, linda como sempre.
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