My thought went flying away and I saw it, yellow
shining, going far from his owner:
a freed idea is not abandoned.
In the debate arenas good ideas are lost
without knowing what could have been experimented if tried.
What vigorates is the common not the good sense.
There are those who have a good will and bad ideas
these are constructors of buildings made of paper
that know little about the gravity laws.
Who knows these laws doesn't get small:
durable buildings are built
with the power they have in their thought.
The falling of accumulated bad ideas
is from the height of the expectations
inserted on the minds of who took them seriously.
Who only has good ideas and will
without love, precise and necessary
navigates through imprecise waves.
And who carries the Art in the chest
doesn't get lost, and doesn't think to be the best
and puts Earth a little closer to Heaven.
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