alquimia do ser

Porque reclamar da tristeza, se dela se faz a alquimia, transforma o amargo do ser em favos de poesia.

Para fazer a transmutação, basta você querer.

terça-feira, 11 de janeiro de 2011

Imortal  Fatalidade
Ainda  te  deusifico                                                                                                                                                                         e  me  sacrifico                                                                                                                                                                                                                      nesta  distância  rara                                                                                                                                                                         E  quando  cai  a  noite,                                                                                                                                                   se  levanta  um  sentimento                                                                                                                                         que  me  cala
Sentimento  que  rasga                                                                                                                                                      de  alto  a  baixo  o  infinito                                                                                                                                       Que  o  véu  do  luar                                                                                                                                                           da  tua  atmosfera                                                                                                                                      se  banhe  nos  desejos                                                                                                                                                   desse  meu  silencioso  grito
O  brilho  do  último  olhar                                                                                                                                                                                       veio  eternizar  a   tortura                                                                                                                                                                               Coração  dilacerado                                                                                                                                                 Fantasmas  da  esperança,                                                                                                                                      loucura
Olhos  que  foram                                                                                                                                                                             espectros  do  meu  vão  destino                                                                                                                                                       porta  para  os  seus  braços                                                                                                                                   Mansões  de  esquecimento                                                                                                                                                                                            e  desatino
Farol  da  ilha  perdida                                                                                                                                                                                   nas  mãos  da  verdade                                                                                                                                             O  mistério  da  saudade                                                                                                                                                                 é  imortal  fatalidade
Berço  de  martírios  secretos                                                                                                                                        olhos  rasos  d’água                                                                                                                                               sentimentos  de  cruéis  desertos                                                                                                                             Viverei  onde  tua  imortalidade imperar                                                                                                                          nos  mais  ocultos  abrigos                                                                                                                                                           de  um  amor  que  nunca  se  encerrará.

Alessa David


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