DIVING IN WALDEN POND.
Phenomenal opened waters
for my eyes and tired soul…
Idyllic oasis, the sky as mother
unbridled arms swim I go.

All around green and houses
The rustic cabin in the woods.
The autumn red trees arise
In my pupils their art moves.

Invigorating freshness comes.
-Such elixir of a cure beauty is.
Ludic breeze dance is done
in a watery score ,the bliss.

Row by row, the candidness…
In clean aura my soul would go
beyond the pines , tallness
defying gravity gently flows.

In meek simplicity live this life,
As it spins in Thoreau’s faces.
In his appearance druid-like
eternal love the pond embraces. Sergio Brandao…Allston, 30 de setembro 2008.