ANUNCIAÇÃO
( © Patrícia Evans)
A chuva batia contra o telhado de vidro
permitindo-lhe sensações aleatórias
de universos de cordas vibratórias.
O nada do ser introspectivo
contido
em um contínuo som-de-gotas-mantra.
O infinito conciso.
Um quase Nirvana, uma quase santa,
então, começou a cair granizo.
ANNUNCIATION
( © Patrícia Evans)
The rain against the roof glass
brings random sensations
from universes of vibrating strings.
The nothingness of the introspective being
contained in a continuous sound of drops-mantra.
The concise infinity.
Almost a Nirvana, almost holy,
then, (it) began to hail.
ANNUNCIATION
( © Patrícia Evans)
The rain against the roof glass
brings random sensations
from universes of vibrating strings.
The nothingness of the introspective being
contained in a continuous sound of drops-mantra.
The concise infinity.
Almost a Nirvana, almost holy,
then, (it) began to hail.

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