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Because Summer continues and lives...
Flower Reborn (In Pedrógão)
Stubborn; As only a woman knows how to be.
Knowledgeable; As only a Goddess knows how to be.
Feminine and beautiful among the black of death,
reborn, alive, dependent on strength and not on luck.
Beautiful is your strength that gives color to the Morning.
Sunrise agape renewing Hope.
And the wind packs it, shrouded in gray dust,
that everything around him contemplates her Dance.
It is she, the Flower, who rises on the mountain,
Again, to prove that, who sowed her, was right ...
To prove that a Goddess looks at us from the front:
without fear, despite the lifes the wind took.
by Rui M.
Pedrógão is a locality in Portugal were 64 people died this June during a wild fire.
this and other poems in a new book "Pieces of Hope" (in English, Portuguese and Spanish)
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