What's mine , yours and our - O que é meu , seu e nosso
To birds (with love) - Aos pássaros (com carinho) / Between synapses project
The 8 poem from"Between synapses" project is called: To birds (with love) I filled my hands with what was possible and scattered the bird food in the air (around me) They came and without hesitation gave themselves over to the banquet offered with the kindness that only spontaneity can deal They multiple different colors added life to the green monotony of the grass present The feeding frenzy did not last because the quantity and/or voracity of the guests did not match with my skills in holding and spread Many, whether sated or not, left immediately, but some remained nearby They watched from afar, grateful for the offering or perhaps simply hoping for a perpetual source of nourishment Their songs reverberated through every orifice of my body, ionizing matter and leaving the air rarefied. Imersed on sound that heals body and soul, I smiled and signaled real solution to the n...
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