<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post731797444894210964..comments</id><updated>2009-12-29T22:43:27.563Z</updated><title type='text'>Comments on NimbyPolis: Rezo-Te</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/feeds/731797444894210964/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Nilson Barcelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16076413089644296742</uri><email>nilson.barcelli@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-832381439372928429</id><published>2009-12-29T22:43:27.563Z</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:43:27.563Z</updated><title type='text'>Lindo de morrer e encantar, assim é este poema ami...</title><content type='html'>Lindo de morrer e encantar, assim é este poema amigo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjos, adoro o q escreves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz dia do amigo atrasado!!&lt;br /&gt;Erica | Homepage | 21.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; mais um brilhante poema,&lt;br /&gt;é bom sempre passar pelo seu blog&lt;br /&gt;Adriana Novaes | Homepage | 21.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Passei só para desejar-lhe um Feliz dia da Amizade e deparei-me com seu post que aliás, amei a foto. O poema me transmitiu um pouco de insegurança, mas é certo que não gostas de gato preto, ainda mais que o bichinho nem sai da janela...! Mas está bem especificado e o que escreves sempre tem alguma coisa que queres transmitir. &lt;br /&gt;Meu querido amigo, a verdade é que quem dera eu pudesse escrever como escreves, muito show! Um beijinho e uma ótima semaninha, Mary Help!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mary Help | Homepage | 20.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; cuidado com a água benta!&lt;br /&gt;candida | 20.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Obrigada pela lembrança! Gostei muito do poema.&lt;br /&gt;Hermínia Nadais | Homepage | 20.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Tudo novo no Blog. Adorei o novo visual, principalmente o gatinho...&lt;br /&gt;O poema como sempre é belíssimo. Traz o sabor do amores acabados que como o vinho depois de um tempo azeda e faz mal a quem o bebe. É triste quando aquilo que era bom se transforma e nos toma de surpresa porque não cresce mais como pão sem fermento à espera de um milagre que não chega.&lt;br /&gt;Como sempre, seus versos me encantam e comovem.&lt;br /&gt;Abraço&lt;br /&gt;Angel&lt;br /&gt;Angel | 20.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Desfiei este rosário de versos, bebi o vinho e o pão. Comunguei a beleza do poema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda semana, amigo! Beijos&lt;br /&gt;Sam | Homepage | 20.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Às vezes sou o Deus que trago em mim&lt;br /&gt;E então eu sou o Deus e o crente e a prece&lt;br /&gt;E a imagem de marfim&lt;br /&gt;Em que esse deus se esquece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes não sou mais do que um ateu&lt;br /&gt;Desse deus meu que eu sou quando me exalto.&lt;br /&gt;Olho em mim todo um céu&lt;br /&gt;E é um mero oco céu alto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo-te com F. Pessoa... porque sim... no divino que é o teu poema...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo, meu querido Nilson.&lt;br /&gt;Boa semana.&lt;br /&gt;Paola | Homepage | 20.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; é um poema forte que nos faz pensar na realidade da vida.&lt;br /&gt;Gostei muito, aliás só um poeta sofrido consegue atingir a plenitude nos seus objectivos.&lt;br /&gt;Vou voltar sempre&lt;br /&gt;um abraço&lt;br /&gt;ana santos | Homepage | 20.Jul.2009 | #</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/832381439372928429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/832381439372928429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1262126607563#c832381439372928429' title=''/><author><name>DO HALOSCAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-3353629478960137103</id><published>2009-12-29T22:43:05.160Z</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:43:05.160Z</updated><title type='text'>Teu poema toca fundo na alma e tras a sensibilidad...</title><content type='html'>Teu poema toca fundo na alma e tras a sensibilidade dos grandes poetas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li e reli e me leixei levar pelo sabor do pão que tranforma o milagre das palavras em silencio do coração!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos&lt;br /&gt;Bandys | Homepage | 23.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; porque resta a últma vertigem de uma qualquer luz.&lt;br /&gt;porque é preciso meditar enquanto o tempo nos prensa de fome&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado pelas palavras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maré&lt;br /&gt;maré | Homepage | 22.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Relendo este missal de grande beleza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos e terno abraço. Obrigada!!!&lt;br /&gt;Desnuda | Homepage | 22.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; O calor põe e o meu cérebro vazio!&lt;br /&gt;Li e reli o teu poema, Nilson, encontrei lá diferentes interpretações. Concordas, ou é o calor, que me faz burra???!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo com as minhas várias interpretações foi um prazer ler este teu poema. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraços da amiga de longe!&lt;br /&gt;Teresa Hoffbauer | 22.Jul.2009 | #&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Gosto sempre muito dos teus versos sentidos.&lt;br /&gt;Podes contar-me como visita, se bem que nem sempre assídua e menos ainda comentando porque o tempo é escasso.&lt;br /&gt;E perdoa se respondo atrasada ao teu apelo.&lt;br /&gt;Um abraço&lt;br /&gt;jawaa | Homepage | 21.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Muito sofrido!&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;wind | Homepage | 21.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; EEE MIGUXINHO ..MAS UM LINDO POEMA DE SUA COLEÇÃO .PARABÉNS VC É UM AMOR..BEIJOKINHAS MIL..E UMA FELIZ SEMANINHA&lt;br /&gt;NADJA | Homepage | 21.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Muito bom. Grande abraço.&lt;br /&gt;Nelson Magalhães Filho | Homepage | 21.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Olá, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonito poema! Li e reli e julgo que podemos dar várias (algumas!) interpretações ao texto. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma complexa reflexão interior! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraço,&lt;br /&gt;Carla&lt;br /&gt;Carla Alves | 21.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Sentidas as palavras poeticamente escritas. Fica-mea impressão de algum sofrimento , de algum desencanto,alguma introspecção.&lt;br /&gt;As palavras fluiem deliciosas, calmas, apelativas.Reli, arrepio á flor da pele, sinal de que a beleza das palavras entrelaçadas é de facto muito boa. Parabéns..Um abraço.&lt;br /&gt;Elvira Alves | Homepage | 21.Jul.2009 | #</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/3353629478960137103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/3353629478960137103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1262126585160#c3353629478960137103' title=''/><author><name>DO HALOSCAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-6088576192442924579</id><published>2009-12-29T22:42:25.570Z</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:42:25.570Z</updated><title type='text'>tão bonito
Anonymous | 14.Sep.2009 | # 

---------...</title><content type='html'>tão bonito&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous | 14.Sep.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Estive a ler este poema teu. É um grito de alma. a minha mão aqui está sempre que dela precises. Como esse pão, esse mosto, a natureza que nos rodeia. e mais de tudo o que interrogamos.&lt;br /&gt;um beijinho&lt;br /&gt;tb | Homepage | 15.Aug.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Olá Nilson, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estive a reler este teu poema e, apesar de algumas pessoas o interpretarem como uma busca (tua) de Deus ou o associarem a religião/ ao divino, eu estou convicta que se trata de um sofrido poema de amor. A busca por um amor inacessível, a submissão a esse ser amado que te ignora … O sofrimento por essa recusa … Será por aí, não?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um abraço,&lt;br /&gt;Carla (muito pouco poética hoje!)&lt;br /&gt;Carla Alves | 31.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; A eterna inquietação acerca de Deus num poema magnífico! Gostei muito mesmo, sobretudo das metáforas.&lt;br /&gt;Jaime A. | Homepage | 30.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Olá Nilson Perdoa-me a ausência. Trago-te um beijinho e o meu obrigado pela amizade e sempre me encantam as tuas palavras.&lt;br /&gt;Sindarin | Homepage | 27.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Intenso, este poema que nos arrebata a alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lídia Borges&lt;br /&gt;Lidia. borges | Homepage | 26.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Abrindo a alma em poetica oraçao.&lt;br /&gt;Muito bela,complexa...Duvidas que vem e vao.A certeza so o presente o futuro e incerto e a morte sempre distante.E o que achamos e nos enganamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um bom poema,gostei imenso!&lt;br /&gt;Fica bem.&lt;br /&gt;zezinho | Homepage | 25.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; temo em acreditar que as coisas existem na mesma proporção em que a gente acredita que existem...&lt;br /&gt;Laila Braga | Homepage | 23.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Acaricio cada grão, cada bago,&lt;br /&gt;de um rosário votado ao desespero.&lt;br /&gt;Esperançado, imploro-Te.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poeta, você viaja nas palavras poéticas com sublimaçâo,pois acaricio cada grâo,cada bago, é coisa de mestre.Acho que vou escrever algo desta tua soberba &amp;quot; reza &amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos,&lt;br /&gt;Efigênia&lt;br /&gt;Efigenia Coutinho | 23.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Este é um dos teus poemas mais bonitos. E uma oração, no verdadeiro sentido da palavra. Gostei mesmo, muito, muito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus existe, eu não duvido, bem sabes (já o disse aqui mais do que uma vez, ao longo destas visitas de anos).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um beijinho.&lt;br /&gt;Fata Morgana | Homepage | 23.Jul.2009 | # &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; simplesmente maravilhada&lt;br /&gt;bjs e bom fim de semana&lt;br /&gt;naty | Homepage | 23.Jul.2009 | #</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/6088576192442924579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/6088576192442924579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1262126545570#c6088576192442924579' title=''/><author><name>DO HALOSCAN</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-5095128820993012752</id><published>2009-09-22T18:09:24.450+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:09:24.450+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E a pergunta fica no ar, junto a minha á tua dúvid...</title><content type='html'>E a pergunta fica no ar, junto a minha á tua dúvida.Mas só o medo, mas só o medo!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/5095128820993012752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/5095128820993012752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1253639364450#c5095128820993012752' title=''/><author><name>Bichodeconta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14776038419320841741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07622598983839685739'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-1690380345841251350</id><published>2009-08-03T01:17:25.943+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T01:17:25.943+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ao ler, senti algo entre um encantamento e um incô...</title><content type='html'>Ao ler, senti algo entre um encantamento e um incômodo. Uma coisa humana, suplicante, cética e querente. uma coisa sensual e uma prece. Uma prece de quem, por um momento talvez, não sabia rezar naquela hora. Uma prece por acreditar? &lt;br /&gt;Gostei muito.&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ana Claudia</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/1690380345841251350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/1690380345841251350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1249258645943#c1690380345841251350' title=''/><author><name>Ana Claudia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02404831157542547979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-2197303094682072651</id><published>2009-07-27T14:17:12.813+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T14:17:12.813+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Existirá certamente, ela é a tua musa inspiradora....</title><content type='html'>Existirá certamente, ela é a tua musa inspiradora.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/2197303094682072651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/2197303094682072651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1248700632813#c2197303094682072651' title=''/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11183686706487461666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-8678315811202933760</id><published>2009-07-27T02:44:56.721+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T02:44:56.721+01:00</updated><title type='text'>... quase que em consonância, falamos de preces......</title><content type='html'>... quase que em consonância, falamos de preces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um poema em jeito de oração, mas não de paz, de esperança! &lt;br /&gt;Como corolário, o desencanto, falta de crença... ou apenas cansaço!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A imagem de profunda identidade entre o sino e o Universo que ele apregoa a cada badalada! Linda, serena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo,&lt;br /&gt;Pelo pensamento amigo em tempo de fim-de-semana!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/8678315811202933760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/8678315811202933760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1248659096721#c8678315811202933760' title=''/><author><name>Miosotis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00109014231714683213</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-3162484302096191390</id><published>2009-07-26T23:05:25.683+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T23:05:25.683+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma pergunta que me tenho feito ao longo da vida, ...</title><content type='html'>Uma pergunta que me tenho feito ao longo da vida, mesmo tendo abandonado a fé bem cedo...&lt;br /&gt;É que por vezes fico a pensar e a meditar nessas coisas do divino, quando vejo tantas misérias humanas e tantas injustiças divinas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De qualquer forma, o teu poema está magnífico, como todos os que fazes sejam eles de que tema forem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Muito obrigado pela partilha daquele pequeno segredo sobre a Dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Nem sabes o quanto me alegrou sabê-lo!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/3162484302096191390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/3162484302096191390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1248645925683#c3162484302096191390' title=''/><author><name>impulsos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15733580534307494009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-1535501757242113499</id><published>2009-07-26T23:04:22.740+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T23:04:22.740+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nem sempre nos chegam as palavras que desejariamos...</title><content type='html'>Nem sempre nos chegam as palavras que desejariamos ter para que se diga o que nos vai na alma, por isso apenas te direi que adorei a tua oração. Duvidar faz parte de todos nós. Continuo à procura. Um beijo da amiga isabel</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/1535501757242113499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/1535501757242113499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1248645862740#c1535501757242113499' title=''/><author><name>joaninha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502651701025158940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00579799005446051678'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-6184632353385970855</id><published>2009-07-26T22:23:51.407+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:23:51.407+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Querido Nilson,
Rezar e orar!
Poetar em gratidão.
...</title><content type='html'>Querido Nilson,&lt;br /&gt;Rezar e orar!&lt;br /&gt;Poetar em gratidão.&lt;br /&gt;Poesia em forma de oração.&lt;br /&gt;Eis o que as palavras nos mostram, e a tua sensibilidade cultiva com primor.&lt;br /&gt;Passear aqui é sempre unir beleza visual &lt;br /&gt;aos sentimentos &lt;br /&gt;que só o coração é capaz &lt;br /&gt;de abraçar e comemorar!!&lt;br /&gt;Deixo aqui aplausos, beijãozinho e abração apertadinho.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/6184632353385970855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/6184632353385970855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1248643431407#c6184632353385970855' title=''/><author><name>Ana Lúcia.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08646769492500121451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-3114212214339520832</id><published>2009-07-26T17:08:48.645+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T17:08:48.645+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amen. Bendito seja quem roga e alcanca.
Se existe?...</title><content type='html'>Amen. Bendito seja quem roga e alcanca.&lt;br /&gt;Se existe? No tempo...concerteza...&lt;br /&gt;Bjs meus</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/3114212214339520832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/3114212214339520832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1248624528645#c3114212214339520832' title=''/><author><name>Avid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13121324451396538193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-4419680235103430607</id><published>2009-07-26T15:29:21.923+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T15:29:21.923+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Incógnitas, desespero, dúvidas infindas. A visão d...</title><content type='html'>Incógnitas, desespero, dúvidas infindas. A visão do gato preto na janela atrai essas sensações, mas apenas se você acreditar nelas. Louvo-te por tão sublime poesia.&lt;br /&gt;Beijos doces.&lt;br /&gt;A imagem parece real, como se víssemos o céu por trás do sino.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/4419680235103430607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/4419680235103430607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1248618561923#c4419680235103430607' title=''/><author><name>Bruxinhachellot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07391837550001774439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-2582771192736177770</id><published>2009-07-26T02:51:37.404+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T02:51:37.404+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Seus textos são maravilhosos!
E as fotos então... ...</title><content type='html'>Seus textos são maravilhosos!&lt;br /&gt;E as fotos então... Um primor!&lt;br /&gt;É sempre um prazer visitá-lo.&lt;br /&gt;Bjs em teu coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://patriciameirelles.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://xsensualidadex.blogspot.com/</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/2582771192736177770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/2582771192736177770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1248573097404#c2582771192736177770' title=''/><author><name>* Patty  Meirelles  *</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10597378264773920907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-7353021999630235269</id><published>2009-07-26T00:52:52.420+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:52:52.420+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida por vezes oferece-nos estes momentos de ind...</title><content type='html'>A vida por vezes oferece-nos estes momentos de indecisão. Pensando bem por vezes o irreal tem uma mescla com o não existente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ler-te é aprender a poemar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Bom domingo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Bjgrande do Lago</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/7353021999630235269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/7353021999630235269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1248565972420#c7353021999630235269' title=''/><author><name>GarçaReal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08453524124488487975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-3010679379150838715</id><published>2009-07-25T23:43:27.637+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T23:43:27.637+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vim saborear mais um pouco do pão maldito.</title><content type='html'>Vim saborear mais um pouco do pão maldito.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/3010679379150838715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/3010679379150838715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1248561807637#c3010679379150838715' title=''/><author><name>Barbara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07335920985298702721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-1090054852592880820</id><published>2009-07-25T20:22:49.410+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:22:49.410+01:00</updated><title type='text'>:) Num saltinho vim ler- te...e levo daqui esta be...</title><content type='html'>:) Num saltinho vim ler- te...e levo daqui esta bela oração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada :) dias cheios de fé e brisas mansas**</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/1090054852592880820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/1090054852592880820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1248549769410#c1090054852592880820' title=''/><author><name>Parapeito</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14450269734761580432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-63792800549298281</id><published>2009-07-24T22:23:57.469+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:23:57.469+01:00</updated><title type='text'>[Obrigada pelas palavras que me deixaste.]

Um bom...</title><content type='html'>[Obrigada pelas palavras que me deixaste.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um bom fim de semana, Nilson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjs</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/63792800549298281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/63792800549298281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1248470637469#c63792800549298281' title=''/><author><name>Graça</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07236368455262864977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-7678373679259398794</id><published>2009-07-24T19:11:58.226+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T19:11:58.226+01:00</updated><title type='text'>São as sagas do amor que nos faz dobrar-nos diante...</title><content type='html'>São as sagas do amor que nos faz dobrar-nos diante do seu poder. Amei o texto, Nilson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo pra ti</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/7678373679259398794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/7678373679259398794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1248459118226#c7678373679259398794' title=''/><author><name>Menina do Rio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03812595683793703689</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08658250839684094672'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-5732917506590194426</id><published>2009-07-24T17:14:35.186+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T17:14:35.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenho muito que ler, mas por hoje só li esta "oraç...</title><content type='html'>Tenho muito que ler, mas por hoje só li esta &amp;quot;oração&amp;quot; fantástica!&lt;br /&gt;Gostei desta casa.&lt;br /&gt;Abraços</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/5732917506590194426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/5732917506590194426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1248452075186#c5732917506590194426' title=''/><author><name>busillis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02907396082243314567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-5241009011822137365</id><published>2009-07-24T17:05:19.096+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T17:05:19.096+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A dúvida sempre existirá, mesmo que seja por um ún...</title><content type='html'>A dúvida sempre existirá, mesmo que seja por um único momento, aos mais crentes de coração. Linda oração!! Bom fim de semana! Beijus</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/5241009011822137365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/5241009011822137365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1248451519096#c5241009011822137365' title=''/><author><name>Luma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02394185608282393159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-5764345482226703632</id><published>2009-07-24T12:58:44.752+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T12:58:44.752+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Deduzo que convives com os "sem saúde" pois, o "ga...</title><content type='html'>Deduzo que convives com os &amp;quot;sem saúde&amp;quot; pois, o &amp;quot;gato preto&amp;quot; -a morte- não sai da janela.&lt;br /&gt;Como agnóstico que és continuas com as dúvidas da existência duma divindade superior.&lt;br /&gt;Gostei do teu poema, mostra-nos a tua parte mais humana; a impotência de curar as chagas da humanidade. Falas-LHE mas não pedes. Duvidas.&lt;br /&gt;Compreendo-te.Quando a dor é grande até duvidamos do que é evidente.&lt;br /&gt;Um abraço amigo.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/5764345482226703632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/5764345482226703632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1248436724752#c5764345482226703632' title=''/><author><name>Benó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09837862493852927323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02198334424030219257'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-6730378250355952964</id><published>2009-07-24T03:38:01.878+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T03:38:01.878+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Duvidar da existência divina quando sofremos perda...</title><content type='html'>Duvidar da existência divina quando sofremos perdas é nosso primeiro sentimento, mas há mistérios que, como dizia Shakespeare, nossa vã filosofia desconhece.&lt;br /&gt;Um belo poema oração!&lt;br /&gt;abraço</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/6730378250355952964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/6730378250355952964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1248403081878#c6730378250355952964' title=''/><author><name>Sonia Schmorantz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02056195025990715890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-6307754610662081430</id><published>2009-07-24T02:34:59.213+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T02:34:59.213+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Poema ou oração. Profunda, intensa deixou-me de ca...</title><content type='html'>Poema ou oração. Profunda, intensa deixou-me de cabeça inclinada,reflectindo nessa pergunta que em certos momentos da vida fazemos a nós mesmos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu creio,quero crer...mas há factos e momentos, da vida, que me pergunto &amp;quot;Será que Tu existes?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo,querido Nilson.E o meu carinho.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/6307754610662081430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/6307754610662081430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1248399299213#c6307754610662081430' title=''/><author><name>Maripa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13077596717614823157</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-4547985719768560174</id><published>2009-07-23T23:52:25.417+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:52:25.417+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ainda nos restará fé? :)

Beijos</title><content type='html'>Ainda nos restará fé? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/4547985719768560174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/4547985719768560174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1248389545417#c4547985719768560174' title=''/><author><name>nuvem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09913453972845490561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-5529063784393716791</id><published>2009-07-23T23:07:10.583+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:07:10.583+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ola:-) gostei do poema as tuas palavras são escrit...</title><content type='html'>ola:-) gostei do poema as tuas palavras são escritas com sentimento, o som das letras para mim é como o vento a entrar-me pelos ouvidos nos dia sombrios de inverno em que meu coração esta apertado e minha alma esta sufocada... bom o tema remeteu-me para o meu passado triste e fez-me pensar, a pergunta final muitas vezes a utilizei mas não obtive resposta talvez porque não quis ouvi-la ou simplesmente porque nunca chegou ate mim .. continua a escrever.. e se quiseres passa no meu blog. www.sonhosdepatricia.blogspot.com beijinhos</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/5529063784393716791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/731797444894210964/comments/default/5529063784393716791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html?showComment=1248386830583#c5529063784393716791' title=''/><author><name>Patricia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07162244325877405814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://nimbypolis.blogspot.com/2009/07/rezo-te.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5830075.post-731797444894210964' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5830075/posts/default/731797444894210964' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>