Soul    

by Flora Figueiredo

I think feelings have cells,

because I can feel them move inside me,

active dragonflies

merging

and loosening themselves.

They feed on tears and laughters.

And keep on growing.

And at every moment  I live

more they enlarge

and more they mature.

 Their nucleus ask me for pulsations

and when I get lost  emotionally

they grow and hurt me.

And their effect on me is so intense

that my chest breaks up and bleed

and expand.

Oh, my emotive cells!

I want them in me

captives and pasted

making me live intensily.

I baptize them "soul"

and I demand from them  eternal life

even when the heart calms down

and falls asleep

forever

I tried to translate this Brazilian poem into English. It's very

 difficult to translate an emotion but I do hope you'll feel what I

 feel when I read these verses. I've read them several and several

 times and they still have the power to impress me... Perhaps because

 I agree with Flora that feelings have cells that lives forever....

Friendship is a feeling, isn't it?

To all my friends with

tons of affection!

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Music playing:"Canção da América"
by Brazilian composers Milton Nascimento & Fernando Brant