Na Companhia da Poesia

believe

I am the nest

where your eggs

hatch to be

feather Hopes

In me their little

feet impulse to

jump into

learning to fly

I am where they born,

rest and are protected

Where they feed and leave

and return

I am the ground in the high

– No need to fear, little Hope, baby of mine, you will not fall

    because I am also the sky.

    Then go fly.