sexta-feira, 2 de dezembro de 2022

BEFORE A STORM

 

The White Rays
Of the North
Divide the Land
Of the Silver South!

Can they tear us apart
As they do to the ground?
Or we are enough strong
To resist their bold attack?

And the Dark Clouds
Of the North
Divide the Vault
Of the golden South!

Can they blind us
As they do to the scene?
Or we are wisely so
Tofade these mists?

Deus, Orumilá, Tupã…
Give us the permition
To make these thunders
The source of our fission!

(Leandro Monteiro)

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