INVERNO

   «Have you ever noticed a tree standing naked against the sky,
   How beautiful it is?
   All its branches are outlined, and in its nakedness
   There is a poem, there is a song.
   Every leaf is gone and it is waiting for the spring.
   When the spring comes, it again fills the tree with 

   The music of many leaves,
   Which in due season fall and are blown away.
   And this is the way of life.»

   KRISHNAMURTI

BEM-VINDO, INVERNO

«The trees down the boulevard stand naked in thought,
Their abundant summery wordage silenced, caught
In the grim undertow; naked the trees confront
Implacable winter's long, cross-questioning brunt.»

D. H. LAWRENCE

  

Que por mais frio que faça lá fora, tenhamos sempre um sorriso e palavra amiga para nos aquecer a alma.

PARA OUVIR: THE DOORS - WINTERTIME LOVE