sexta-feira, 16 de outubro de 2026

Angels

 Angels

I jumped out of bed

like someone jumping out of a dream.

I opened the window,

I had missed the sun.


I’ve been staying in the little house,

I’ve been feeling a bit on track.

Even so, I needed

to go outside.


See the street,

see the people,

catch up on news

of those who’ve disappeared.


But while I was looking at the sky,

I saw it was blue,

full of white clouds,

I got distracted by this,


And then I saw that the wind

was crumpling the clouds,

creating white angels, in flocks

flying across the sky.


I paid attention,

paper boats, animals

and flowers too.

everything parading on the runway of clouds.


Should I go out like this,

after seeing these things,

that should have been kept in the little house....


Even so, I went out.

despite the angels

flying in flocks in the sky,

blown by the earth’s wind,

everyone was fine,

they smiled at me and moved on


Living their lives

just like I do

I returned to the little house

to live my days.

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