Poema do Ontem e do Hoje

      
                                                                  Longe!...
                                                                  Não muito longe!...
                                                                  Lembranças passadas,
                                                                  Aqui recicladas
                                                                  Num poema comum;

                                                                  Longe!...
                                                                  Não muito longe!...
                                                                  Amizades caras;
                                                                  Destarte, raras,
                                                                  E quase incomum.

                                                                  Tempo!...
                                                                  Temeroso tempo!...
                                                                  Justas conquistas,
                                                                  Páginas revistas
                                                                  Do que passou;

                                                                  Tempo!...
                                                                  Temeroso tempo!...
                                                                  Livro da vida,
                                                                  Assim definida
                                                                  E que o tempo marcou.

                                                                  Hoje!...
                                                                  Será sempre hoje!...
                                                                  Ontem é lembrança,
                                                                  Desde o tempo de criança,
                                                                  Presente no coração;

                                                                  Hoje!...
                                                                  Será sempre hoje!...
                                                                  Nossas atrocidades,
                                                                  Nossas temeridades,
                                                                  E que nada foi em vão.

                                                                  Creio !...
                                                                  E assim creio!...
                                                                  Na canção que nos devolve
                                                                  O amor que se envolve
                                                                  Na sonoridade divina;

                                                                  Creio!...
                                                                  E assim creio!...
                                                                  Neste Deus Absoluto,
                                                                  Que nos dá semente e fruto,
                                                                  E o amor que nos fascina.



                                                                                                                          Paulo Holanda