WITHOUT CANDLES AND MASTS

The boat rocks with the waves.

He doesn’t care about the wind or the rain.

And the thunderstorm comes in the distance. There is time.

Open sails, with you the boat advances.

Look up the loose ends!

Hone your patience and strengthen your essence.

Calmness. You do not need to run over time.

Strong is the mast who is the pillar.

He holds the rocks and overcomes storms.

Marriage sealed with tiredness,

remembers fulfill the vows: Proceed!

When the sails ripping,

the mast breaks, and despair rises in the air,

the boat of life changes the direction

and clean the prow and adorns the bride.

Resigned yourself. Believes.

You will have new navigable seas.

A Poetry piece written by Cristina Maya Caetano

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