Sunday, November 26, 2006

And I smile ...

Blindly, I stumbled.
Fear, an ashen cloud suffocating my soul.
I reach out, groping searching, yearning, for a foothold.
A velvet touch, against my hand, and light infuses my being.
A dolphin.
All fear banished, by a single caress, and joy rings in my heart.
A second touch, not physical, but in my soul I feel.
And all I hear
in the winter storm, is the voices calling from the waves.
Saying, crying,"Spring is near, Life must always follow."

And I smile,
and I cry,
for I found my saviour.
A dolphin.

2 Comments:

Blogger as velas ardem ate ao fim said...

O nome do teu bloggue é lindo.Dsc mas tinha que te dizer.

o golfinho...quem não gostava de de ser um??


bjinhos e boa semana

11/26/2006  
Blogger £ou¢o Ðe £Î§ßoa said...

"A poesia foi um fogo muito grande que ardeu.
Depois ficaram as cinzas.
Náo sou capaz de dizer versos porque sim.
Acabou."

Até outro instante...

11/27/2006  

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