On Brothers, Journeys and Faith

Beyond that corner,

beyond my neighborhood,

even beyond my town and roads abroad,

perhaps even above these clouds

and distant worlds,

there are people I’ll never know about.

They do not feel how much I love them,

for I am sure we’re all brothers,

conceived on that primeval wellspring,

long, long ago, on that saint sixth day

of the divine journey of creation.

Since then, by meager strengths

and unlimited a faith,

we have been colonizing our dear earth,

on our own journey pursuing,

day after day, the promised new land.

The biblical one, where honey and milk flow,

which, I believe, we’ll encounter not so far

from the horizon of upcoming a happy day.

Published in Tree House Arts, April 11, 2018.

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Published in Spirit Fire Review, June 2019

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

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