JOSÉ ANTÔNIO CAVALCANTI

 

  

Galés   

 

 

                      remos          remos
                    raros              leves
                 braços                  penas
             riscando                      traçando
             marcas                          rotas
        nas águas                              com asas

 

                      remos          remos
                   verdes              duros
                  ramos                  cortes
            flutuando                      desafiando
             portos                          mortos
         nas vagas                             com facas

 

                      remos          remos
                    puros              novos
                 letras                  rumos
           inventando                      navegando
              mares                          mundos
        no futuro                              com procuras

 

                      remos          remos
                  tristes              largos
                 ritmos                  risos
             talhando                      amanhecendo
              rugas                          cantos
   nas travessias                              com profecias