The tracks converge in the distance

And there goes my little train

Flavio Musa de Freitas Guimarães
2 min readOct 18, 2020
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Beautiful and delicate messages

I received.

Remind me of the passages,

Christmas, New Year,

From the day, each day,

Mother’s Day, Fathers, Birth, days …

Thank you all!

That these and other passages

Be for you

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Of joyful tomorrows

Full of the same vows,

Of good, joys,

Which yours for me predict.

Vantage Point Photography

I look back

So many yesterdays,

32.326Thirty-two thousand three hundred and twenty-six

Up to now.

All, with few exceptions,

Became joyful, promising

Tomorrow, hurray!

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Exceptions?

Few normal

Unwilling, accepted, exceptions

Of anyone’s life.

Hard, tough,

Dark, bleak,

Prophecies

Of bitter tomorrows

I made my own

Did I of them take profit?

Not until exhausted

In creating a new one

If not identical, similar.

Look ahead!

Optimistic, dreamer,

Future, so many tomorrows

Beyond as far as my eyes could see.

Optimistic yet,

I watch the paths tightening

El tren de la vida — gurena.com/blog

Parallel lines, railroad

Driving the little train of my life

Parallel still

In illusory perspective

Could it be yet a crossway?

A deviation, a new course?

Toohouo toohouo,

Denies my choo-choo.

No,

The rails cross

Faraway, distant even

In the last station

Which I cannot yet see.

When reaching

I will disembark

Longing for the yesterdays,

Of the cherished trip.

Authorized by the Chief of Station,

I will write on the blackboard:

“Thanks, little train,

The trip worthed”.

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Flavio Musa de Freitas Guimarães

Already watching the eighty-eight turn of the Earth in curtsy around its King, I’m an engineer that became a writer, happy, in perfect health, body and mind.