A escrita
Foi a luz que me alumiou
Foi a bússola no meu percurso.
Sem ela
O ter sido e o Ser
Talvez nunca tivessem sido.
Talvez nunca me tivesse
Encontrado a Mim.
Talvez não tivesse nunca
Ocupado o meu espaço
No mundo nem na vida,
Dado que tudo me foi negado.
Em sã consciência afirmo,
Ter sido e ser
Minha escrita
O visível do meu poema
Minha estrela e minha espada.
Maria
1 comentário:
Partilhemos poesia, amiga! It's so nice for me to have found this blog of yours, it's so interesting. I sure hope and wish that you take courage enough to pay me a visit in my PALAVROSSAVRVS REX!, and plus get some surprise. My blog is also so cool!
Feel free off course to comment as you wish and remember: don't take it wrong, don't think that this visitation I make is a matter of more audiences for my own blogg. No. It's a matter of making universal, realy universal, all this question of bloggs, all the essential causes that bring us all together.
I think it's to UNITE MANKIND that we became bloggers! Don't see language as an obstacle. That's not the point. Pictures talk also. Open your heart and come along!!!!!
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