Cherished Desires

I feel I could never be related to owls, bats

and wolfs, or other nocturnal animals.

I love at daylight to stare at world face to face,

entirely visualizing all its beauties.

I love the sunrise that dispels the blackness,

exposing and revealing everything, without

shame, measure or prudency.

I love to feel that we’re on the road again,

to a future we aren’t aware of, but confident

in one Almighty that, closely and amorously,

hidden and discreet, maybe even shy,

drives and guides all of us.

I love the noise of people on streets and alleys,

corners and places,

jointly seeking to move hard wheels of time.

I prefer love vows done clear under the sun

than those by the rapture of night passions.

I must confess that, on some sunny days,

and a blue sky,

I dream to ride the winds high and high,

looking for the lost realms of Paradise.

 

Published in the Sept-Oct. 2017 issue of Indiana Voice Journal.

http://www.indianavoicejournal.com

This poem, and all others at this blog, authored by Edilson Afonso Ferreira ©

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