terça-feira, 18 de setembro de 2018

                                           Os Passos
                                                            Os Passos
                                                            Vão pelas ruas
                                                            Calçadas, esquinas
                                                            De pés descalços
                                                            Deixo-me ficar
                                                            De onde venho?
                                                            Para onde vou ?
                                                            Existo-me
                                                            Caminho sem ver
                                                            Haja pensamentos
                                                            e sei que sabes
                                                            é em ti que penso
                                                            em todas as coisas
                                                            quando chega a noite
                                                            quando passa o vento
                                                            quando pássaros cantam
                                                            Haja amor, passeio em nós
                                                            Abro a porta da rua tempo
                                                            e reaparece-me sempre


                                                                              Maria José Sales Calado / 13.09.2018
                                                                              Foto: MJSC / Holambra / SP

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