sábado, 13 de maio de 2017

É hora de ...


Presente e Passado, 2017.


                                                        É hora de

                                                      Silenciar.
                                                      Não fales.
                                                      Apenas escutes
                                                      o canto dos pássaros,
                                                      o farfalhar das folhas
                                                      a voz do teu irmão
                                                      desconhecido.

                                                      Contemplar.
                                                      Aquietas-te.
                                                      Apenas sintas
                                                      o calor do sol,
                                                      o carinho da brisa,
                                                      o abraço do teu irmão
                                                      forasteiro.

                                                      Atentar
                                                      Sigas teu caminho.
                                                      Perceberás os contrastes
                                                      riqueza, probreza,
                                                      alegria, tristeza,
                                                      de todos os teus irmãos
                                                      andarilhos.

                                                      Sorrir.
                                                      Compartilhes.
                                                      A alegria
                                                      e um pouco da própria vida.
                                                      Tu és o irmão
                                                      do forasteiro, do desconhecido, dos andarilhos,
                                                      todos que aqui vivem.

                                                      RJ, 11/02/2016