MANY SUNS

MANY SUNS

The rays that I sought in so many suns
Scattered along the paths more cloudy
Wandering spurious, empty roads,
Without having any idea of other lighthouses.
But when you build slowly
The pathways calmer, desired
In helps how much myself, so please him
My eyes persecute you: sunflowers.
When finally realizing such clarity
And it this real fraternity
Exposing the best that I could,
Result of this trait where nothing
The song most audacious, and gain space
Soul to thrive in this new day.


MARCOS LOURES