Back to Mount Sinai

To Aunt Raimunda

 

 

We will still meet again,

as summer honey cannot

with breath beat time, erase it!

 

I will wait ...

 

Slippery mount I climbed,

Impenetrable, on that Day it will yield,

As steel gate surrenders to the gauntlet!

 

 

I will wait ...

 

 

Pain will weigh because I have no power,

But slow steps I will not hold,

as all the heavenly beauty will shine!

 

I will wait ...

 

 

I received a certain promise, black ink

That your naked body covered, before Him

It will not resist! The supreme love

 

Promised will reveal to us!

 

 

 

I believe, although I have lost great and humble love.

I believe, although I see men mutually betraying.

I believe, although I see children suffering and being labeled.

I believe, although I feel the thorn of loneliness that tears me apart.

I believe, because God patiently showed me that He will come.

I believe, because on the Lord you sleep.

 

 

São Paulo, January 23rd, 2013.