Monday, August 18, 2008


At dawn, the rising sun breaks through the sky
And bewitches by the splendor of its beams;
Later on, as the heat becomes so high,
Its closeness suffocates all living beings.
Wild flowers in the field exude the spring
And their exotic fragrance snatches the soul,
But if to adorn the residence we bring,
Very soon such a blunder ends the show.
The waters of the ocean fascinate
Upon being contemplated from the shore,
But for one drowning, fighting against fate,
They will not convey pleasure anymore.
Only at distance attraction is alive,
Otherwise no affection can survive.

Metre: Italian hendecasyllable

Demian Martins© copyrighted in the National Library,Brazil

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