In these hands
In these hands that in the past, wrote so much
the life, that hugged and joined us so faithfully,
I keep the words that I say so quiet
as a treasure that my lips have retained.
It is in these hands that I keep strongly
the force and the courage that your fights had given me,
your poems that in my soul they had written,
our past that in the future, the present will be.
Inside of these hands the biggest truth is kept,
the only one to always feel with more will,
the most beautiful words had been not written, yet.
And when one day my hands I let go,
it will be for in yours you can keep the beauty
of the words that have never been said to you.
Eduardo Mesquita.
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