Infinite Poem by UMBELINA FROTA Linhares Pimenta Bastos
Infinite
As a sailing boat,
Lost in high sea,
Without sail,
Without route,
Without compass!
My thought becomes vacant,
Only the infinite, the moonlight.
My heart beats strong,
Immense is my will to fight
Against the fury of the waves
At high sea.
Cold, wind whistling as wanting
To blow my sobbing heart,
I am kneeling!
I am begging!
Jesus! ...Jesus! ...
Where are you?
Help me! ...
I am strong! I want to live, to smile,
No matter if I have no
Compass, no sail, no route.
''Jesus! ...Jesus! ... Where are you? Help me! ... I am strong! I want to live, to smile, No matter if I have no Compass, no sail, no route.'' excellent......10++
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4/24/2024 12:31:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A powerful declaration of faith and hope, thanks for sharing..10+++ Best wishes. A.