Softest World. Poem by Marcondes Pereira

Beautiful world without disaster
I play my flute slowly,
Nymphs listen to my heavenly
Melody that fades faster.

Faster than the fastest spark of light
Life passes by and we all ride
To the paradise that is hidden inside...
Inside of the eternal night.

I play my flute while I celebrate
Youth, innocence and love.
Cattle, trees, animals, I contemplate.

She dances softer than the softest dove
We live, we laugh, we cry, we die. This is our fate.
I kiss her rosy lips, and I touch the clouds above.