Poemas de Pessoa 6

Abdicação

Toma-me, ó noite eterna, nos teus braços
E chama-me teu filho.
Eu sou um rei
que voluntariamente abandonei
O meu trono de sonhos e cansaços.

Minha espada, pesada a braços lassos,
Em mão viris e calmas entreguei;
E meu cetro e coroa - eu os deixei
Na antecâmara, feitos em pedaços

Minha cota de malha, tão inútil,
Minhas esporas de um tinir tão fútil,
Deixei-as pela fria escadaria.

Despi a realeza, corpo e alma,
E regressei à noite antiga e calma
Como a paisagem ao morrer do dia.

Operacao Nariz Vermelho @Rock in Rio

A proud daughter of a hospital clown!!!!

My new everyday food indulgence!

Homemade Mango and Passion Fruit juice with crushed ice specially made by my honney bunny... YUM!

DON'T MISS - until the 18th of September

The Moon is an Arrant Thief - David Roberts Art Foundation
http://www.davidrobertsartfoundation.com/

Etta James - At Last

Whoopi as Mother Superior in West End's Sister Act

I went and it rocked!

For my Gradmother Dilza...

... who left us 21 years ago and would now be 78!
And also to her 6 children (my mother and my 5 uncles) to celebrate their friendship, which is without doubt the most beautiful between brothers and sisters that I have ever seen - she was the one who showed them the importance of being friends!

THE HOLLIES - He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother



(B. Scott and B. Russell)

The road is long
With many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where
Who knows when
But I'm strong
Strong enough to carry him
He ain't heavy, he's my brother

So on we go
His welfare is of my concern
No burden is he to bear
We'll get there
For I know
He would not encumber me
He ain't heavy, he's my brother

If I'm laden at all
I'm laden with sadness
That everyone's heart
Isn't filled with the gladness
Of love for one another

It's a long, long road
From which there is no return
While we're on the way to there
Why not share
And the load
Doesn't weigh me down at all
He ain't heavy, he's my brother

He's my brother
He ain't heavy, he's my brother...