How beautiful is the swirl
Rising fast such an apparition
Surprise on hot afternoons
taking along dust
Leaves, sand … parts
Nothing like a whirlwind
To remember how good
Divine and beautiful change
City, job, idea
Of course, of taste, of tone
When everything stagnated
behold, they come
I can feel, guess
Already forming on the horizon
whirling, delirious
The law of life is movement
The whirlpool have their own
They say they are saci-pererê…
Be it, or just wind
It doesn’t even have to be to believe
I love the wind, I already said that…
Swirl then…
Just to see 🌪️
✨️Mágica Mistura
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