Friday Morning Poem by Adilson Pinto

There's something good in the air.
There's a wind which passes - happy!
I am here in my house, sitting down in a chair
Full of joy and gratitude, not snappy....
There's something really poetical around...
Maybe is it the silence, the noise from the birds?
Every thought about violence now is on the ground...
Extraordinary moment! I don't have words
To describe it! A lady calls her child! A dog speaks
Something in his very peculiar language,
Even a cat passes and fast goes away...
I close my eyes, I think in God, in angels
I think in St. John of the Cross, in Willian Blake
And I thank the Universe - what a wonderful day!