Aromas and Poems

Imperial Rose

Among petals, a secret,
A sigh of passion and art.
In its delicacy, an empire,
In its scent, a soul torn apart.

Its perfume finds me,
Through the pathways of time,
Where the eternal turns fleeting,
And each moment, a wonder sublime.

A rose, a mystery, a fate,
Echoing notes of fascination.
Imperial in its divine embrace,
Whispering to the heart its song's sensation.

Hope of the Verb "Esperançar"

It’s not just sitting and waiting,
Letting time simply unfold.
It’s a verb that pulses, that sets things in motion,
A call to life to be reborn bold.

To esperançar is to plant the seed,
Even without rain, to trust and proceed.
It’s walking the road though the path is unclear,
Forging new ways, pushing doors near.

It’s lifting your gaze amid the dark,
Seeing a future, bright and stark.
Turning dreams into something real,
With hands that shape, with minds that feel.

To esperançar is action that sparks,
A cry of struggle that never departs.
It isn’t passive—it’s courage, it’s might,
The force of the world, the journey in flight.

May hope be more than silent delay,
But a fire that burns, that quickens the way.
A verb that lives, that dares to transform,
For life itself is esperançar!

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