WORDS
Words are flying birds
under sun and rain
that land in the gardens of the existence
how wonderful flowers
or rotted leaves.
Emanate energy sublime
or odor repellents.
provoke laughter or cravings,
purify the human essence
or bring sadness to the soul.
Beware, Brother, what you say!
It is not always what you feel
but he who hears does not see you inside,
acts as the appearances,
and the sound that steals or gift of encouragement.
Antonio Carlos Rocha
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