O rio silencioso no meu corpo me faz navegar.

A silent river runs through
my body every morning, flowing from
its source until it reaches the great sea.
Ah... if only I had a boat  to navigate
this freshwater road . When I'm on its banks, I  imagine... how  my body will react, in  joy or in tears, for being so alone. Will I find someone to talk to, to exchange words I've never been able to hear from others? A silent river runs through my body, which is in solitude every morning. This river of mine is born in the Andean mountains and runs very slowly through labyrinths, stones, caves, jungles – and transforms into this long river – where I can finally navigate with my boat . Ademir o poeta.