Costura e Prosperidade
Prosperidade para sempre
é feita e costurada
com muitos “agoras”.
Nunca existiu
ou vai existir maior
luz no caminho
da pessoa que
faz para a prosperidade
do que o agora.
É o agora que
faz a pessoa próspera,
nunca é
aquilo que ela pensa.
Para ter “bons agoras”
a pessoa deve acreditar
e desacreditar
a cada instante e fazer de tudo
mais e mais.
Categories:
agoras, business,
Form: Free verse
Costura
Desde sempre
prosperidade para sempre
é feita e costurada
com muitos “agoras”.
Nunca existiu
ou vai existir
linha mais forte
ou maior luz no caminho
do que o agora.
Para ter “bons agoras”
a pessoa deve acreditar
e desacreditar
a cada instante.
É isso que faz
o agora ser ágil e fácil
e fazer mais e mais.
Categories:
agoras, business,
Form: Free verse
ACROPOLIS
Ancient fortress, the wind carried to me your silent call,
Commune with your warring deities way deep in my soul.
Rooted among the scarred ruins strewn through the ages,
On thy hallowed ground I stand to pay my humble homage.
Parthenon, implore Athena to shield the shining city
Over whose skylines you kept watch for centuries.
Like an eagle surveying this old Hellenic kingdom
In majestic splendor - now and forevermore -
Stay regally proud, mighty and strong.
PARTHENON
Phidias by his labor sculpted you into a majestic temple
Atop the craggy Acropolis to watch over Athens beautiful,
Rugged boulders, pine forests, ancient agoras and all.
The mighty god Poseidon lusted for the siren call of your city.
Her wisdom dictating, goddess Athena won’t cede it away.
Eons ago you rose up for Athena and till this day you survive,
Not anticipated by Pericles and other mortals, dead or alive.
Only you alone for sure can tell the rest of humanity why
None could put you down though centuries had gone by.
Categories:
agoras, history, imagination, places,
Form: Acrostic
Phidias by his labor sculpted you into a majestic temple
Atop the craggy Acropolis to watch over Athens beautiful,
Rugged boulders, pine forests, ancient agoras and all.
The mighty god Poseidon lusted for the siren call of your city.
Her wisdom dictating, goddess Athena won't cede it away.
Eons ago you rose up for Athena and till this day you survive,
Not anticipated by Pericles and other mortals, dead or alive.
Only you alone for sure can tell the rest of humanity why
None could put you down though centuries had gone by.
Categories:
agoras, history, places, time,
Form: Acrostic