Marco Aurélio

Beyond the blue skies                      I may find all the reasons, so many doubts, so many whys. There was a time  I thought I knew... T...

Near the chaos of a big city I met a man. On a narrow street, forgotten, like a bloodless vessel  in the heart of the city of th...

Alone, you get to decide where a brick goes: you can put it here you can put it there. In your hands, a brick is fr...

She offered a view: of a lake, of a sun centerfold framed by a tree and foliage, green with life. At the forefront, a bench, which she descr...

In the Freedom of your arms, night, I find peace - neverlasting. Your wishes stir my soul: to create, to write, to rest...

"There is always a song to be sung, and I surround the one on the stage: crowding him, reminding him to sing, to dance, to pretend... I...

The city of Rio is awakening, And it awakens at the suburbs first, From its edges to within: Where the working bees live before they...

Now I dream of today, today only and nothing more... A whisper - not a sound - moving the day and nothing more... Half-a-thought I shall t...

There is always a song to be sung   and I surround the one on the stage   crowding him, reminding him   to sing, to dance, to pretend... The...