A S C E N Ç Ã O

                                 A  S  C  E  N  Ç  à O 

                                                   Vazias as mãos  .  .  .

                                                   Sem asas no dorso  .  .  .

                                                   Planando, pairando,

                                                   Olhar de infinito.

                                                   Nem sereno  .  .  .

                                                   Nem aflito  .  .  .

                                                   Brevemente

                                                   Minha mãe;

                                                   Felizmente

                                                   Meu filho;

                                                   Alegremente

                                                   Minha filha;

                                                   Teu perfume,

                                                   Minha flor ,

                                                   E  t  e  r  n  a  m  e  n  t  e  .  .  .

CPN,27/05/2000                                                   MARCOS RS RAMASCO.