domingo, 22 de janeiro de 2012

longe se faz perto.../ far becomes near...

                                                             photo by calligraphy in the landscape. blogspot.com

I feel something of soft touch.
The voice of the time. The snowy beating. The ancestral soul.
The words cannot get them.
The temple is covered with a silver hat.(Ruma)
                                                                           


sol desaparece                                                    
escuras nuvens pintam                                       
estranheza...                                                       
beleza nublada                                                  
refresca a quente tarde                                 
céu escurece                                                                       
não arde agora o sol...                                       

ar fresco suaviza                                               
traz a brisa                                                        
o pensar...                                                          

revolvem-se confins nublados                                                  
desenhos mostrados na aurora                          
revezam agora                                                   
na janela da memória                                        
aberta pelas doces palavras...

sentido ausente                                                
faz-se presente                                                
ampara a metáfora                                           
a figura posta                                                   
aposta no significado                                       
poder do verbo conjugado...                            

sentimentos perdidos                                      
encontram no abraço                                     
ofertado com zelo                                         
com apreço                                                    
o endereço do coração...                                

calor do sentir transpassa                              
passa pelas vogais                                         
pelas consoantes                                           
vibra na formação vocabular                                                
expressão preciosa de emoção...                   

longe é o lugar                                             
noite é dia
verão é inverno                                                    
no domínio da geografia...
                         
longe se faz perto                                        
rega o deserto                                             
traz sentido às palavras                                                                                                                                     
pelo carinho
pela energia em comunhão...

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the sky goes dark
the sun vanishes
painted in black clouds
strangeness...

cloudy beauty
refreshen afternoon                                 
sun does not burn
brings the soft breeze                                                         
the thought...

moving around cloudy frontiers
drawing shown at the dawn
alternate now
at the memory window
opened by gentle words...

absent meaning
makes itself present
supports metaphor
a placed figure
bets in the sense
power of the conjugated verb...

lost feelings
meet in the embrace
offered with care
with respect
address of the heart...

warmth of feelings passes over
passes by the vowels
by the consonants
sounds at the vocabular formation
expression of precious emotion...

far is the place
night is day
summer is winter
at the geography domain...

far becomes near
waters the desert
brings meaning to the words 
by kindness
by sharing energy...

(with my thanks to Ruma in so beautiful snowy Japan)

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