Beyond that corner,
beyond my neighborhood,
besides my town and roads abroad,
perhaps even above these clouds
and distant worlds,
there are people I have never seen
or ever will.
They do not know how much I love them,
brothers conceived in a primeval wellspring,
by the sixth day of the divine week of creation,
long, long ago.
We have been colonizing our dear earth,
writing our history by meager a strength
and unlimited a faith, journeying and pursuing,
day after day, the promised new land.
The biblical one, where honey and milk flow,
which, I believe, we will encounter not so far
from the horizon of upcoming so happy a day.
© Edilson Afonso Ferreira
About the Author
A Brazilian poet, Mr. Ferreira, 75, writes in English rather than in Portuguese. Largely published in international journals in print and online, he began writing at age 67. He was nominated for the Pushcart Prize 2016. His first Poetry Collection – Lonely Sailor – has been launched in London, November 29, 2018, with one hundred poems.
He blogs at www.edilsonmeloferreira.com.
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