yesterday and today

Yesterday,
The road was rough,
The air, arid,
It would not let me breathe.
Everything was dry,
Even my soul.
I was alone.

Today,
Walking is soft.
I feel the breeze on my face,
I face life of chest open,
Without fear.
Everything is clearer,
Transparent.
You are on me.

My love.

From: 
Brazil




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ABOUT THE POET ~
I am a brazilian poet. I believe that we should learn to feel the essential, no more and no less, just the essential.


Last updated March 30, 2017