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My Solitude
A sun shyly hiding behind a cloud,
From a hotel room, a view over the roofs of São
Paulo.
A warm emotion that emanates from this grayish halo,
And a glaze that rises over the buildings, beyond the crowd.
Above the blend of concrete, colors and history, a soul flies
at rest
To better strech over the celestial scope.
To unveil, in the dreary firmament, the Manifest.
This Confidante confirms by her embrace,
The gentle warmth of her imprint
And fidelity's harmonious glint
In the time of need of sweet solace.
This essence of the Self, with a tender
and sensual scent
Reaches out and, waiting for my reply
Caresses me with her gaze to keep me nigh.
I Smile and breath the perfume of her chant.
Serene, she waits, and I relish the sensitivity
of her melody,
Her kind notes brush and penetrate me,
My hand reaches for the horizon of her rhapsody,
And the hope of this dance overturns and revives me.
She is here, close to me, she is in me.
I approach the window, and dive, shaken.
She embraces me and I fly, relieved and lightened.
I float in her bosom, she holds me, and I kiss her tummy.
I feel mothered and protected with this companion of ever,
And fetus again, I swim in the bliss of my epicenter.
So good!
I've found again the Self of my self in this lonely course,
I joined the one that is called My Solitude.
She gives me all, no demand, no pretense,
She gives me the serenity of Plenitude,
And calmly bringsme back to my Source.
"Solitude"faithful mate, with
you, I reach the end of the race.
And at the beginningof every new adventure, in your company,
I thank God for making you so charitable and devoted to my
Destiny.
São Paulo 3/12/97
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