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Reading Silveira's Writings

I use to be delirious
I almost become crazy
I feel like a passenger
(Even never leaving my home)...
Whenever I read something
About dead Masters
However they never die
Because I feel them alive
Through Silveira’s writings
He seems to resuscitate them
While he walks
Ways, miles, kilometers...
His stories make
My dreams come through
And I can hear the bells toll
From the Cathedrals...
They’re like real sounds
That will never cease...
And I can’t stop to read
While the Masters reveal
Their hidden secrets
Through these genial writings
Which show some views
Without pictures, just words
Birds at ground floor
Fishes that fly
Then I allow myself
To become crazy
And I’m delirious while waiting
For some more journeys...


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