sábado, 16 de janeiro de 2016

Prophecy

On a dreaming lake of golden waters
landed on a water lily a butterfly,
and on a divine apex, its sacred wings,
They inspire numb the soul of a poet.

It is a unique frame that my heart allocated,
where peace and love, hold the hands
and through the banks of embroidered purple
is heard in silence the voice of a prophet.

"In this pure Eden in this happy place,
begotten by God for happiness,
a father will one day find their children.

"An intense beam of light, the lake invades,
on the water lily, I see two children playing,
looking at butterfly flyng in freedon.

To my children, Isabel Maria and Gabriel,
with respect, and love,
Forever your father
Eduardo.

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