when the house opened her hours
when the hours opened their wings
old trees began walking
passing by some angels.
it was the moment to shut the mouth, a window
the moment to expand the great door
expanding the soul of houses and hours.
old trees surrounded by exotic animals
prefered the road of the flying birds
a road leading to the open house.
at this moment
the moon send a smiling bright.
when the house opened her soul
a miracle of wings or lips
lightened the world
the lover world.
at this precisely moment
released his arms and souls
when the angels
stood and smiled
where the older trees
Coimbra, Restaurante ‘Jardim da Manga’. 7 / Agosto / 2001.