An international blog about literature and ecocriticism. Here I include my own lyrics, by Rui M. and also the work of others, from 10 to 14 each month 2017: new contributions sent to Periodical Art contests and Critics. Thanks. Arigatou

Abr 09




Tranquillity is like a day without wind: a free heart.

The gardens, along the street, are green in high Summer, and on the stairs of the buildings, girls play flutes without noticing who passes by. It's a subtle unconsciousness: a path always different or always equal, as long as it is felt as such or not. It is everything that to somebody might be nothing. It is the peace of going to the beach… during a day of the week. It is the possibility to sleep when others wake up. It is also being in pyjama at 7 o'clock in the afternoon.

Tranquillity only wants to be happy. And I look at her when she passes next me, always slowly, without hurry. Confident, without seeming to do much… but she does: she lives. During the day she speaks and laughs and at night, after looking through the window, she goes to sleep. And if she dreams, imagines the next day, or maybe not, she remembers the joy of the day. I don't know... I imagine her like this…


Even when I put my key on the lock of the door of my house, I still look behind, to see her once more. But, tranquillity, already goes away, right next to a not very far away corner. And I take a deep breath, tranquil, because I know that she will pass there again on the next day, tranquil, serene, as always. If she doesn't pass, she too doesn't need it, she already goes with me, on my breast, I just can't see her… I just feel her.



The end


Invisible Tale

published by talesforlove às 11:47

I like the the personification of Tranquility. It has a lightness to it like a lazy Sunday before the hectic work week. Also, the limitless posibilities of how to spend the day puts the reader in a comfortable peace.
Stephanie M. a 1 de Junho de 2009 às 16:34