REDE

                                             R E D E

                                                       Tomado de mim,

                                                       O vigor da esperança,

                                                       Na busca sem fim

                                                       Do perfil de confiança.

                                                       Morando no fato,

                                                       Sabor de frescor,

                                                       De ter no olfato

                                                       O odor do amor.

                                                       Padeço no entanto,

                                                       Despido de sêde,

                                                       Sem dor e sem pranto

                                                       E abatido na dança,

                                                       Pois a vida é uma rede

                                                       Que o destino balança.

                                                       CPN,23/05/2002 - MARCOS RS RAMASCO.