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    The Delicate Storm
    The Delicate Storm
    The Delicate Storm
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    The Delicate Storm

    By Natalia Costa

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    The Delicate Storm contains poems written over a decade, including impressions of different journeys around the world and through life.

    The book is divided in three parts: Land, Sea and Love.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherNatalia Costa
    Release dateJun 1, 2022
    ISBN9798201784430
    The Delicate Storm
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    Natalia Costa

    Natália Costa escreveu diversos livros, artigos e textos. Este é o seu primeiro livro de poesia. A autora é a criadora de Skin at Heart, onde pode encontrar mais informações sobre a sua obra e percurso.

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      Book preview

      The Delicate Storm - Natalia Costa

      The Delicate Storm

      Natália Costa

      A prayer for the wild at heart kept in cages.

      Tennessee Williams

      The Delicate Storm

      -  Land

      -  Sea

      -  Love

      Land

      Reunion

      ––––––––

      Tears of joy

      Caress soft young cheeks

      When friends meet again.

      Magnificent landscapes

      In the land of cowboys,

      Where guitars and harmonics

      Penetrate the night.

      The trees, beyond centenarians,

      Smell of burning wood

      And possess the color of fire.

      Trees of light,

      Trees of peace,

      That speak with silent words.

      The red desert,

      Color of the Indian skin,

      Where horses seem to fly

      And crows are dark angels in the blue.

      The sand burns

      As feet cut it jumping,

      Excitement is such

      That infinity can’t hold it.

      Just a little bit more

      ––––––––

      Oh me! Oh me! Oh me!

      What have we done?

      How did we end up in a world

      Of fake colors?

      They say this is good,

      They say buy it and you’ll be happy,

      They make you believe

      That there is no other way to live.

      But money only buys promises,

      What you are is beyond reach.

      Only you can know yourself!

      How did we become robots?

      Machine after machine after machine,

      Just a little bit more

      And the world is yours!

      Just a little bit more

      And you’ll reach it!

      Reach what?

      Just a little bit more,

      Can’t you see?

      It’s the game they make you play,

      A never-ending game

      That begins with

      Just a little bit more.

      But you’re not here to live,

      You are lost inside a blind glass,

      You are far from what you think you are.

      You’re away from now,

      You’re away from here,

      Because you don’t drop your fear.

      Let it go!

      Softly.

      Let it go!

      As I whisper in your ear:

      Just a little bit more!

      The Calling

      ––––––––

      As you grow older

      And lose the sweet amazement of youth,

      Your eyes get colder

      And your mind disperses.

      Memories are like branches in the wind

      Only the sound of a bird

      Cuts the silence of a rock.

      If I had an angel face

      And the worlds I whisper

      Were the ones you dream of

      Would you still be a blind wall?

      If only I could show you

      How to open your eyes!

      Presence of Heart

      ––––––––

      I wish I could fly

      And follow the summer,

      Like a free bird

      With presence of heart.

      ––––––––

      I wish I could sleep

      All over the winter,

      Like a big brown bear

      With presence of heart.

      ––––––––

      The warm sun will always melt

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