Saturday, March 24, 2012

winter scene


Winter scene

Today, through my small and rustic windows, I see a typical scene of winter.
A gloomy gray landscape being engulfed quickly by early darkeness of night.
As the snow fall dawn in a sudden and innocent way, I keep myself imagining
what kind of message those white and delicate flakes are trying to send to my
mind.
My thinking is prowling the labyrint of my contemplation. I feel a frozen expectation
Suspended in the air.
It is possible to hear the moan of large amount of drye leaf saying  goodbye to
Both exuberant and elegant autumn colors.
My eyes now see our large backyard , formely full of big trees itself becaming
A stage of a mutant threatre.
Behind of that thick snow courtain it is not ease to distinguish those two vinyl
Chair in he backyard.

inimigo oculto

Nosso inimigo mora dentro de nos Multiplicado e potencializado Um tirano que detém o poder O lobo do nosso homem  Um manipulador ...