tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56282960150010498022012-02-03T06:30:38.794-02:00Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.comBlogger298125blogspot/xlbIhttp://feedburner.google.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-34219770212396964922012-02-03T02:52:00.003-02:002012-02-03T03:04:55.294-02:002012-02-03T03:04:55.294-02:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2EDpZfZDvxc/Tytq7srCjeI/AAAAAAAATbg/-6Sv7hPJSyg/s1600/tresrosass.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2EDpZfZDvxc/Tytq7srCjeI/AAAAAAAATbg/-6Sv7hPJSyg/s400/tresrosass.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704770926831373794" /></a><br /><div><div>"Se procurar bem você acaba encontrando.</div><div>Não a explicação (duvidosa) da vida,</div><div>Mas a poesia (inexplicável) da vida.</div><div><br /></div><div>Carlos Drummond de Andrade</div></div><div><br /></div><div>Imagem: Net</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-3421977021239696492?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D5Dbp2afKQ-GnPCdzalVbZU-skI/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D5Dbp2afKQ-GnPCdzalVbZU-skI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D5Dbp2afKQ-GnPCdzalVbZU-skI/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/D5Dbp2afKQ-GnPCdzalVbZU-skI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/CodNAEsDZmI" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com1http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2012/02/se-procurar.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-66861371955275825022012-01-24T04:08:00.002-02:002012-01-24T04:23:46.948-02:002012-01-24T04:23:46.948-02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a2pLxgb8SsA/Tx5LLLpfeBI/AAAAAAAATbA/EeUvdI4vo1I/s1600/58584444%2B%25281%2529.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a2pLxgb8SsA/Tx5LLLpfeBI/AAAAAAAATbA/EeUvdI4vo1I/s400/58584444%2B%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701076833775089682" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;"><span ><u>Como eu gostaria de ter o dom das palavras, para coloca meus sentimentos por esse homem maravilhoso que é meu padrinho José, mas como não tenho...deixo aqui sua foto com sua neta Mariana, numa visita que fiz a ele no hospital, pois mesmo está se recuperando de uma cirurgia do esôfago, poucas vezes vi nos olhos de alguém a alegria e vontade de viver como esse homem tem, apesar da idade avançada de 88 anos, tem o brilho dos olhos de um menino. E para mim ele como fosse meu pai pelo seu exemplo de afetividade, alegria e bondade.</u></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span ><u>Meu blog é feito de poesias, de imagens e textos de escritores queridos que eu adoro. Mas, hoje uso esse espaço para compartilhar esse momento de reflexão e de uma homenagem para meu querido padrinho. Se Deus quiser ele vai supera esse momento após cirurgia. </u></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span ><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span ><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span ><u>Rosani Nauar</u></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-6686137195527582502?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ohXL1GxZEbAz2s6PzVTL4rBYl70/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ohXL1GxZEbAz2s6PzVTL4rBYl70/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ohXL1GxZEbAz2s6PzVTL4rBYl70/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ohXL1GxZEbAz2s6PzVTL4rBYl70/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/5CTQn84QtHc" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com5http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2012/01/meu-guerreiro.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-30514609789634624442012-01-21T04:08:00.004-02:002012-01-21T04:15:03.348-02:002012-01-21T04:15:03.348-02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qtaVz9A2fzs/TxpXXJliBtI/AAAAAAAATa0/Fl76-46iN-0/s1600/Franz_Eybl%252C_Lesendes_M%25C3%25A4dchen.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qtaVz9A2fzs/TxpXXJliBtI/AAAAAAAATa0/Fl76-46iN-0/s400/Franz_Eybl%252C_Lesendes_M%25C3%25A4dchen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699964333612730066" /></a><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; "><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; "><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; ">"Ler é sonhar pela mão de outrem". <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; "><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "><a href="http://pensador.uol.com.br/autor/fernando_pessoa/">Fernando Pessoa</a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span><span style="line-height: 18px; ">Imagem: Net</span></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-3051460978963462444?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ealES21p096mXq-bzHi83nqGCVQ/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ealES21p096mXq-bzHi83nqGCVQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ealES21p096mXq-bzHi83nqGCVQ/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ealES21p096mXq-bzHi83nqGCVQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/jjkU_iggjwA" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com2http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2012/01/ler.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-31994868532436805902012-01-06T03:41:00.004-02:002012-01-06T04:20:17.587-02:002012-01-06T04:20:17.587-02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-toE1SfXtRwE/TwaSmt4gRRI/AAAAAAAATaM/4-DNl3scBVk/s1600/96969696.jpg7777.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-toE1SfXtRwE/TwaSmt4gRRI/AAAAAAAATaM/4-DNl3scBVk/s400/96969696.jpg7777.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694399972705846546" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span ><u><br /></u></span></div><br /><p class="MsoNormal"></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Arial">coração que sabe o destino <o:p></o:p></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:Arial">Coração que ama, compreende um único tom diferente de voz. Basta a fração de segundo de um desvio do olhar, para saber que as carícias de quem ama, não mais lhe pertencem – já estão em outro lugar.<br />Conhece a estrada que o espera, como sempre. E assim prossegue seu caminho.<b><o:p></o:p></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span><span style="font-size: 19px;">Autoria: Paulo Moreira</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="http://gluckall.blogspot.com/">http://gluckall.blogspot.com/</a> </p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">Imagem: Net</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:Arial"><o:p><b> </b></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:Arial"><br />.<br /><!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--><br /><!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-3199486853243680590?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Tr85YTFP6J-1Oa1WEYDJnifck9s/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Tr85YTFP6J-1Oa1WEYDJnifck9s/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Tr85YTFP6J-1Oa1WEYDJnifck9s/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Tr85YTFP6J-1Oa1WEYDJnifck9s/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/jjz8GeaRAWQ" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com2http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2012/01/coracao-que-sabe-o-destino-autoria.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-16549609311508533862011-12-30T04:43:00.007-02:002011-12-30T05:46:35.583-02:002011-12-30T05:46:35.583-02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vJ_qzE7CQvU/Tv1fFiyWwZI/AAAAAAAATY4/TQdigwc4Sgo/s1600/img_098114.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691810052908171666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vJ_qzE7CQvU/Tv1fFiyWwZI/AAAAAAAATY4/TQdigwc4Sgo/s400/img_098114.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://gluckall.blogspot.com/2011/10/poder-acontecer.html"><span style="font-size:130%;">poder acontecer</span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></span></p><br /><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Sempre achamos que tudo pode acontecer novamente. Em nosso ser, acontece novamente o tempo todo. Muito linda a estória infantil da aranha Momentinha, que subia na calha e vinha a chuva e a derrubava. Quando o sol brilhava - secava a água - lá estava ela de volta. Sempre!<!--?xml:namespace prefix = o /--><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><br /><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Nunca acreditamos que a chuva pode nos derrubar e, tal qual aranhas teimosas, acreditamos que o sol voltará. Sempre!<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><br /><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Por piores tempestades que venham, isso só servirá para sabermos que acima de tudo - amar o sol nos move.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><br /><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;">Autoria: Paulo Moreira</span></p><br /><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" class="MsoNormal"><a style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; WIDOWS: 2; TEXT-TRANSFORM: none; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(255,255,255); TEXT-INDENT: 0px; FONT: 15px/14px 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; WHITE-SPACE: normal; ORPHANS: 2; LETTER-SPACING: normal; COLOR: rgb(59,89,152); CURSOR: pointer; WORD-SPACING: 0px; TEXT-DECORATION: underline; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px" href="http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fgluckall.blogspot.com%2F&amp;h=CAQFnXT58AQFm9Veg9FtK6ElkdXXP53ORQE_EEE7vymf0GQ" rel="nofollow nofollow" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:130%;">http://gluckall.blogspot.com/</span></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-1654960931150853386?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/897tpLaNhJ_TFf6ihHzF83E1sBw/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/897tpLaNhJ_TFf6ihHzF83E1sBw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/897tpLaNhJ_TFf6ihHzF83E1sBw/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/897tpLaNhJ_TFf6ihHzF83E1sBw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/N_TK9SOzD84" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com2http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2011/12/poder-acontecer-autoria-paulo-moreira.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-35150430900686937302011-12-22T02:40:00.008-02:002011-12-22T02:45:00.704-02:002011-12-22T02:45:00.704-02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EHP31AQttGk/TvK1HmHZ6qI/AAAAAAAATU8/ZpYsT4yZ_fk/s1600/1181095.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EHP31AQttGk/TvK1HmHZ6qI/AAAAAAAATU8/ZpYsT4yZ_fk/s400/1181095.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688808421417675426" /></a><p class="MsoNormal"><span><br /></span></p><div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; text-align: justify; "><span><span style="font-size: 14pt; ">Haverá um alguém que sempre nos acompanhará. Em cada brisa que soprar, no canto de um pássaro, nas noites de solidão, em cada horizonte. E haverá que estar em nós, em tudo que pudermos ver ou perceber. Estará em todos os lugares por onde passarmos. Em toda vida e por todos os caminhos.</span></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; text-align: justify; "><span><span style="font-size: 14pt; ">E há que voar nossos sonhos e povoar nosso melhor sentir. Vai nos ocupar feito inexplicável luz. A cada passo, cada ação e cada pensamento.</span></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; text-align: justify; "><span><span style="font-size: 14pt; ">Será música, esperança e alento. Será paz e silêncio. Terá sido o inesquecível e o maravilhosamente absurdo. O impensável.</span></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; text-align: justify; "><span><span style="font-size: 14pt; ">Será nosso amor que chegou desde não sabemos quando. E caminhará conosco, sorrindo. Até sempre!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span><span><span style="font-size: 19px;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; "><span><a href="http://gluckall.blogspot.com/" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; "></a><a href="http://gluckall.blogspot.com/" style="font-size: 14pt; ">http://gluckall.blogspot.com/</a></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; "><span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; "><span>Imagem: Net</span></div><p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:Arial"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-3515043090068693730?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Hfu6NMKkfFj7WlEB8i9TROK9a1A/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Hfu6NMKkfFj7WlEB8i9TROK9a1A/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Hfu6NMKkfFj7WlEB8i9TROK9a1A/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Hfu6NMKkfFj7WlEB8i9TROK9a1A/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/yS4NideORdI" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com4http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2011/12/aqui-ali-e-em-todos-os-lugares-autor.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-73963184671696442702011-12-08T00:30:00.006-02:002011-12-09T22:33:29.996-02:002011-12-09T22:33:29.996-02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-arAlsUUCsU8/TuAhwd3YcvI/AAAAAAAATQI/sWZYxR28Wy4/s1600/CASAL%2B%252822%2529%2B%2B-%2B%2B02.06.10%2B-%2BGIF%2BBLOG.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-arAlsUUCsU8/TuAhwd3YcvI/AAAAAAAATQI/sWZYxR28Wy4/s400/CASAL%2B%252822%2529%2B%2B-%2B%2B02.06.10%2B-%2BGIF%2BBLOG.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683579846275920626" /></a><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family: Arial; " ><b>Seqüestro</b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family: Arial; " ><b>O amor nos seqüestra . Isso porque muitas vezes ele nos afasta da mediocridade do dia-a-dia e nos transporta para fora do tempo, levando-nos em direção a uma atmosfera mágica.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family: Arial; " ><b>Nessa hora, por alguns instantes, vivemos a Eternidade, A Beleza, a Harmonia, a Esperança. Sem dúvida, o Amor é o maior de todos os seqüestradores.<o:p></o:p></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family: Arial; " ><o:p><b> </b></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family: Arial; " ><b><a href="http://www.ogrupo.org.br/arte-amar.asp">http://www.ogrupo.org.br/arte-amar.asp</a><o:p></o:p></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family: Arial; " ><o:p><b> </b></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span style="font-family: Arial; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >Imagem: Net</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p></p><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-7396318467169644270?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/QTjxzUm9De9BnZMhn64elZEBryE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/QTjxzUm9De9BnZMhn64elZEBryE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/QTjxzUm9De9BnZMhn64elZEBryE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/QTjxzUm9De9BnZMhn64elZEBryE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/_6B8vCXAHoM" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com5http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2011/12/sequestro.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-8339962588719635172011-12-04T22:25:00.002-02:002011-12-04T22:28:12.110-02:002011-12-04T22:28:12.110-02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5JNi4eLpV3c/TtwQE6LxpwI/AAAAAAAATPg/n5R5yhlaoPM/s1600/dunas-brasil.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5JNi4eLpV3c/TtwQE6LxpwI/AAAAAAAATPg/n5R5yhlaoPM/s400/dunas-brasil.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682434506358892290" /></a><br /><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-family: 'Cherry Cream Soda'; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); clear: both; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Gosto de ver como as coisas são transitórias, mas são as mesmas</span></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-family: 'Cherry Cream Soda'; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); clear: both; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Os grãos de areia mudam com o vento, se reagrupam e ainda assim são dunas....</span></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-family: 'Cherry Cream Soda'; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); clear: both; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >ou são o caminho, a margem ou o fundo do mar....</span></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-family: 'Cherry Cream Soda'; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); clear: both; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Há beleza na descontrução.....</span></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-family: 'Cherry Cream Soda'; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); clear: both; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Sou um grãozinho, uma gota.... sou o universo.</span></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-family: 'Cherry Cream Soda'; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); clear: both; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Pretensão?</span></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-family: 'Cherry Cream Soda'; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); clear: both; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Não. sensação....</span></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-family: 'Cherry Cream Soda'; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); clear: both; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-family: 'Cherry Cream Soda'; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); clear: both; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Meu corpo sente o peso da caminhada, </span></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-family: 'Cherry Cream Soda'; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); clear: both; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >mas assim, só assim</span></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-family: 'Cherry Cream Soda'; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); clear: both; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Minha alma vibra o sentido de estar aqui.........</span></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-family: 'Cherry Cream Soda'; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); clear: both; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Fragmentada ou inteira.</span></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-family: 'Cherry Cream Soda'; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); clear: both; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-family: 'Cherry Cream Soda'; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); clear: both; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-family: 'Cherry Cream Soda'; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); clear: both; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Carolina Salcides</span></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-family: 'Cherry Cream Soda'; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); clear: both; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-family: 'Cherry Cream Soda'; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); clear: both; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-family: 'Cherry Cream Soda'; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); clear: both; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Imagem: Net</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-833996258871963517?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zOq-gF1V6RwFyXnDK0cDZC-80nI/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zOq-gF1V6RwFyXnDK0cDZC-80nI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zOq-gF1V6RwFyXnDK0cDZC-80nI/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zOq-gF1V6RwFyXnDK0cDZC-80nI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/COlcvc7AMmk" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com3http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2011/12/vibracao.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-76117826201535229232011-12-03T01:48:00.000-02:002011-12-03T01:50:55.280-02:002011-12-03T01:50:55.280-02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TKKBz4K083I/TtmccpWvJEI/AAAAAAAATPE/HKFXtMGDydo/s1600/iStock_000006490887Large%2B%25282%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TKKBz4K083I/TtmccpWvJEI/AAAAAAAATPE/HKFXtMGDydo/s400/iStock_000006490887Large%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681744420856079426" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u>Imagem: Net<br /></u></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-7611782620153522923?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qJFA_tqv2WZ4BOjiFkbK0hmvU5Y/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qJFA_tqv2WZ4BOjiFkbK0hmvU5Y/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qJFA_tqv2WZ4BOjiFkbK0hmvU5Y/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qJFA_tqv2WZ4BOjiFkbK0hmvU5Y/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/xQuxuU_8o5c" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com2http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2011/12/continuacao.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-15320722880009217582011-11-26T03:22:00.002-02:002011-11-26T03:28:17.789-02:002011-11-26T03:28:17.789-02:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rimySYhQr5E/TtB34--g_sI/AAAAAAAATOI/Zoqd5aNXAmo/s1600/5373201431_0a458cb0e0.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rimySYhQr5E/TtB34--g_sI/AAAAAAAATOI/Zoqd5aNXAmo/s400/5373201431_0a458cb0e0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679170950975782594" /></a><div style="text-align: center;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: large; ">"Tem dias que a vida parece estar acontecendo em outro lugar."</span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); ">(Gabito Nunes) </span></div><div style="text-align: center;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">Fonte: <a href="http://silvinhahba.blogspot.com/" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; ">http://silvinhahba.blogspot.com/</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-1532072288000921758?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UYbiut15lXYXf-JmZhlkUybuigA/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UYbiut15lXYXf-JmZhlkUybuigA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UYbiut15lXYXf-JmZhlkUybuigA/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UYbiut15lXYXf-JmZhlkUybuigA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/hanqbi4sAzI" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com1http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2011/11/tem-dias.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-84272421683701779772011-11-14T03:15:00.003-02:002011-11-14T03:35:15.457-02:002011-11-14T03:35:15.457-02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HAHWyEseFj4/TsCkJd7rYgI/AAAAAAAATM4/fFykV0Hyw4Q/s1600/DESERTO.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HAHWyEseFj4/TsCkJd7rYgI/AAAAAAAATM4/fFykV0Hyw4Q/s400/DESERTO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674716013047538178" /></a>Imagem: Net<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-8427242168370177977?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UK6hCkArfMoQ68evYXUKV1niDJg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UK6hCkArfMoQ68evYXUKV1niDJg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UK6hCkArfMoQ68evYXUKV1niDJg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UK6hCkArfMoQ68evYXUKV1niDJg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/ErcHu5AYed0" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com3http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2011/11/atravessando-o-deserto.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-68682166578621541352011-11-11T03:29:00.000-02:002011-11-11T03:30:36.018-02:002011-11-11T03:30:36.018-02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QOJepQEa_u0/Tryy0Zgw7PI/AAAAAAAATMs/7sLuLsyAHGU/s1600/9999.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 397px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QOJepQEa_u0/Tryy0Zgw7PI/AAAAAAAATMs/7sLuLsyAHGU/s400/9999.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673606243851234546" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><i>Imagem: Net</i><br /></u></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-6868216657862154135?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UJHyeWac8LmyXtYo2MyAAawAqo8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UJHyeWac8LmyXtYo2MyAAawAqo8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UJHyeWac8LmyXtYo2MyAAawAqo8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UJHyeWac8LmyXtYo2MyAAawAqo8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/iC-y47OqKFM" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com2http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2011/11/amizade.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-83079524961990757292011-11-01T03:22:00.001-02:002011-11-01T03:24:49.173-02:002011-11-01T03:24:49.173-02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XNuPbi18Gls/Tq-CS_Gq0NI/AAAAAAAATMY/bcX_Wb8-mAg/s1600/8953dec.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XNuPbi18Gls/Tq-CS_Gq0NI/AAAAAAAATMY/bcX_Wb8-mAg/s400/8953dec.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669893718571405522" /></a><br /><div>Imagem: NET</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-8307952496199075729?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2DiyWXCV-WGY_QIdR0y8mMf4rgA/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2DiyWXCV-WGY_QIdR0y8mMf4rgA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2DiyWXCV-WGY_QIdR0y8mMf4rgA/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2DiyWXCV-WGY_QIdR0y8mMf4rgA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/Zxb8J5sCjTU" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com1http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2011/11/desconstrucao.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-63209602641639528382011-10-25T01:02:00.002-02:002011-10-25T01:04:33.617-02:002011-10-25T01:04:33.617-02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9i_ho6ZY0Vk/TqYm8C02iVI/AAAAAAAATJk/o2hglEFF4AY/s1600/8925_1230392353807_1049043903_738344_4364464_n_large.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 368px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9i_ho6ZY0Vk/TqYm8C02iVI/AAAAAAAATJk/o2hglEFF4AY/s400/8925_1230392353807_1049043903_738344_4364464_n_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667259994084903250" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; " >"E no entanto refaço minhas asas a cada dia, invento amor como as crianças inventam alegria."</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div> <span class="Apple-style-span"><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >(Hilda Hilst)</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Imagem: Net</span></div><o:p></o:p></span><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-6320960264163952838?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-U_iZTrjEs5NyQLLdKbEIaJhUJA/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-U_iZTrjEs5NyQLLdKbEIaJhUJA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-U_iZTrjEs5NyQLLdKbEIaJhUJA/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-U_iZTrjEs5NyQLLdKbEIaJhUJA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/YDJHn8bq2Ng" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com0http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-no-entanto.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-66681060655491578532011-10-12T03:28:00.001-03:002011-10-12T03:32:39.872-03:002011-10-12T03:32:39.872-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n3ysVu1fGRA/TpU0X9o_ioI/AAAAAAAATI0/S4fl5_o3z0E/s1600/Hydrangeas.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n3ysVu1fGRA/TpU0X9o_ioI/AAAAAAAATI0/S4fl5_o3z0E/s400/Hydrangeas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662489692776401538" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Coragem</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Coragem, às vezes,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">é desapego.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">É parar de se esticar, em vão,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">para trazer a linha de volta.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">É permitir que voe,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">sem que nos leve junto.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">É aceitar</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">que a esperança</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">há muito</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">se desprendeu do sonho.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">É aceitar doer inteiro</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">até florir de novo.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">É abençoar o amor,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">aquele lá,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">que a gente</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">não alcança mais.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Ana Jácomo</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Imagem: net</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-6668106065549157853?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GplzFIHIRBwoJSTB8ecskWnjZAw/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GplzFIHIRBwoJSTB8ecskWnjZAw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GplzFIHIRBwoJSTB8ecskWnjZAw/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GplzFIHIRBwoJSTB8ecskWnjZAw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/KwSnQ3aDO4k" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com0http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2011/10/coragem.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-43057186238903874732011-10-04T04:17:00.002-03:002011-10-04T04:26:52.635-03:002011-10-04T04:26:52.635-03:00<span style="font-size:130%;"></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HP9B_3oWXZo/Toq1DRQS8rI/AAAAAAAATH0/5vuL1Zm-p9g/s1600/joshua.rainey.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 477px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659534949520437938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HP9B_3oWXZo/Toq1DRQS8rI/AAAAAAAATH0/5vuL1Zm-p9g/s400/joshua.rainey.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">TEUS OLHOS<br /><br />Fechei a porta às emoções<br />Arranquei as vestes e atirei ao frio<br />Sequei o pranto que me engoliu o olhar<br />Inventei mil águas e atirei a um rio<br /><br />Inventei uma casa amarela e bela<br />Um jardim para o poiso das gaivotas do mar<br />O telhado era feito de pedaços de azul celeste<br />Uma cancela tinha tatuada a palavra amar<br /><br />Habitei nela todos os dias da cor do sorriso<br />Acendi um fogo eterno com pedaços de carinho<br />Bebi de uma taça dois tragos de absinto<br />E julguei ver no meio do mar um singelo ninho<br /><br />Um mar distante de mil azuis<br />Quando me assaltam dúvidas e medo procuro uma lagoa<br />Soltarei um chamamento no Mundo<br />Até que a voz me doa<br /><br />Até que a madrugada se desprenda da noite<br />Caminharei na terra dura e fria que me surja no adiante<br />Contarei todas as pedras que encontrar<br />Serei um poeta despojado da razão, um louco viajante<br /><br />Sem Norte, sem bússola, sem contradição<br />Sem ouvir o som das palavras, a vil opinião<br />Sem temer o destino das sete viagens<br />Sem remorsos, sem mágoas ou compaixão<br /><br />Cavalgo uma tempestade imensa<br />Solto toda a esperança aos brandais<br />Este vento sempre presente<br />Esta força, este peito que não suspira mais<br /><br />Esta alma que se solta em cada noite no astral<br />E toca mundos, almas, mestres, deuses, flores aos molhos<br />Apenas procura a pacificação da ternura<br />Num sorriso dos…Teus Olhos…<br /><br />Autoria: O PROFETA<br /><br />profeciaeterna.blogspot.com<br /><br />Imagem: Net<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-4305718623890387473?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UsYYKnlzhasZ3FwEUsRlo8XYxUM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UsYYKnlzhasZ3FwEUsRlo8XYxUM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UsYYKnlzhasZ3FwEUsRlo8XYxUM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UsYYKnlzhasZ3FwEUsRlo8XYxUM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/LLhgyFLuLEA" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com2http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2011/10/teus-olhos.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-54398032114814996012011-10-02T03:25:00.005-03:002011-10-02T03:51:44.555-03:002011-10-02T03:51:44.555-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--sUhwKtO6uQ/TogEjDMAC6I/AAAAAAAATHo/0EoR-vrrvG8/s1600/96969696.jpg7777.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658777931988601762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--sUhwKtO6uQ/TogEjDMAC6I/AAAAAAAATHo/0EoR-vrrvG8/s400/96969696.jpg7777.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:'Coming Soon';"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-size:130%;">Sentindo a falta de alguém...<?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:'Coming Soon';"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="background-clip: initial; BACKGROUND-: initialfont-family:Arial;color:white;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-size:130%;">"Há momentos na vida em que sentimos tanto a falta de alguém que o que mais queremos é ...<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:'Coming Soon';"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-size:130%;">tirar essa pessoa de nossos sonhos, e abraçá-la!”<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p><br /><h6 style="TEXT-ALIGN: right;font-family:'Coming Soon';" align="right" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span class="messagebody"><span style="background-clip: initial; BACKGROUND-: initialfont-family:Arial;color:white;" ></span></span><span style="background-clip: initial; BACKGROUND-: initialfont-family:Arial;color:white;" ><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></h6><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:'Coming Soon';"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;">(Clarice Lispector)</span><o:p></o:p></span></p><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:'Coming Soon';"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span></span></p><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;">Imagem: Net</span></p><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:'Coming Soon';"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-5439803211481499601?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gaw-7vjBmqgbX-ozfCxq4GEhpSM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gaw-7vjBmqgbX-ozfCxq4GEhpSM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gaw-7vjBmqgbX-ozfCxq4GEhpSM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gaw-7vjBmqgbX-ozfCxq4GEhpSM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/yB_WNarC9CA" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com1http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2011/10/sentindo-falta-de-alguem.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-7241712652380577412011-09-24T03:00:00.008-03:002011-09-24T03:48:41.266-03:002011-09-24T03:48:41.266-03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(94, 94, 94); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; "><b>"A primavera chegará, mesmo que ninguém mais saiba seu nome, nem acredite no calendário, nem possua jardim para recebê-la."</b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><a href="http://pensador.uol.com.br/autor/cecilia_meireles/" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(37, 60, 84); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>Cecilia Meireles</b></span></a></span></p></span></span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nuSnwYANpY8/Tn1zLDummuI/AAAAAAAATFc/gAhD7hkHKlA/s1600/PQAAAMXnrPYNHctsWuX_wnsf1pCpOFUjZN3PKPlIeQXaOnFZ-0ZSeBJAZs4BgGvWaXCjz5A9V1ufh2SOFEvXrHYL4DkAm1T1UH0IqqcgohBAPhfGW_CJVYmvBqfV.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nuSnwYANpY8/Tn1zLDummuI/AAAAAAAATFc/gAhD7hkHKlA/s400/PQAAAMXnrPYNHctsWuX_wnsf1pCpOFUjZN3PKPlIeQXaOnFZ-0ZSeBJAZs4BgGvWaXCjz5A9V1ufh2SOFEvXrHYL4DkAm1T1UH0IqqcgohBAPhfGW_CJVYmvBqfV.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655803340863740642" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2oySJ2wEBA4/Tn1zBUujEvI/AAAAAAAATFU/N8-20SAYnZQ/s1600/PQAAAEMwXw34dtEJ8wdQkcSiSox4wKv3Q2ftwXuOEBRS4pbVzqEqf4DLarBPWnEjG6dCivxCf8v8VrVNIlnhFQnOClkAm1T1ULyWemN9WlObkg89J2LmZe5zmHcV.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2oySJ2wEBA4/Tn1zBUujEvI/AAAAAAAATFU/N8-20SAYnZQ/s400/PQAAAEMwXw34dtEJ8wdQkcSiSox4wKv3Q2ftwXuOEBRS4pbVzqEqf4DLarBPWnEjG6dCivxCf8v8VrVNIlnhFQnOClkAm1T1ULyWemN9WlObkg89J2LmZe5zmHcV.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655803173628220146" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cDY0dXsMNsg/Tn1y8WW_ASI/AAAAAAAATFM/hsfXL6ZtSk8/s1600/PQAAAD_QkUR5KLTZzaAVi8vlc7X07GuJwBEyqLrOWkqs9iOEATRP63zOkO6FCumgq1JJrws_AyXgT3VntuVXfiurRRYAm1T1ULgSF4BKF6PlRj6uPHYmou7GJSMG.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cDY0dXsMNsg/Tn1y8WW_ASI/AAAAAAAATFM/hsfXL6ZtSk8/s400/PQAAAD_QkUR5KLTZzaAVi8vlc7X07GuJwBEyqLrOWkqs9iOEATRP63zOkO6FCumgq1JJrws_AyXgT3VntuVXfiurRRYAm1T1ULgSF4BKF6PlRj6uPHYmou7GJSMG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655803088166912290" /></a><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; "><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Fotos: Rosani Nauar ( Flores do meu jardim).</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-724171265238057741?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wYdvYrL3GP1bglsxzQinv3_bTjk/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wYdvYrL3GP1bglsxzQinv3_bTjk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wYdvYrL3GP1bglsxzQinv3_bTjk/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wYdvYrL3GP1bglsxzQinv3_bTjk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/TDDlsLyixuA" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com5http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2011/09/chegada-da-primavera.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-7407291870697039462011-09-17T04:20:00.005-03:002011-09-17T04:29:34.383-03:002011-09-17T04:29:34.383-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txB-q8icKpQ/TnRLuaPlgqI/AAAAAAAATDs/Lmhkqb7z9sQ/s1600/PQAAAPkMYduPDBlh1L9jbATiL1Rzyl4LS7dciYFwqCsM-1Z-YwJ0hxLQD1XqSxXyGE9WLjqqfT0lKGrWLhWOELv4HGEAm1T1UMyuhEuKpMMJli5PZcspECCs5BQ9.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txB-q8icKpQ/TnRLuaPlgqI/AAAAAAAATDs/Lmhkqb7z9sQ/s400/PQAAAPkMYduPDBlh1L9jbATiL1Rzyl4LS7dciYFwqCsM-1Z-YwJ0hxLQD1XqSxXyGE9WLjqqfT0lKGrWLhWOELv4HGEAm1T1UMyuhEuKpMMJli5PZcspECCs5BQ9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653226692947575458" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; "><span>janelas que se abrem para o quase nada</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; "><span>onde há miragem do céu</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; "><span>que não se alcança</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; "><span>mas penso em ti</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; "><span>e minha alma</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; "> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; "><span>dança...</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; "><span><br /></span></p> <span class="Apple-style-span"></span></span><span><span>Autoria: Célia Musilli<br /><br /><br />Imagem: net</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-740729187069703946?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Zblz5Je0n7_qv9YfWQaQwLEch7A/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Zblz5Je0n7_qv9YfWQaQwLEch7A/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Zblz5Je0n7_qv9YfWQaQwLEch7A/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Zblz5Je0n7_qv9YfWQaQwLEch7A/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/60oV0Bj8jXI" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com1http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2011/09/janelas-que-se-abrem.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-47976726075357772252011-09-11T03:36:00.003-03:002011-09-11T03:41:05.180-03:002011-09-11T03:41:05.180-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vpo8Vb2YORQ/TmxXfyRAvzI/AAAAAAAATCM/9bDvZNOQZRo/s1600/dddddddddddddd.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vpo8Vb2YORQ/TmxXfyRAvzI/AAAAAAAATCM/9bDvZNOQZRo/s400/dddddddddddddd.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650987836023815986" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><a href="http://caixamgica.blogspot.com/">De Movimento</a><o:p></o:p></b></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"><b> </b></span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial"><span class="Apple-style-span">"Não entendia muita coisa. Bem, não entendia era nada. Só sabia que tinha mistério, que era bom de sentir. Importante era estar no mundo, ser mundana. É que coração deseja com força viver com fé. Viver por aquilo que se acredita. Carregar estandarte de sorriso largo. Enxergar o bonito das pessoas.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Tem o lado moça-crescida-de-pé-no-chão, mesmo só um. Tento me concentrar nessa dona que coloca as vontades enfileiradas. E ando que nem cigana em dois mundos, lá e cá. Muitas vezes mais lá do que cá. É que no meu mundo, grão de areia é pedra preciosa. Difícil isso hoje em dia. Mas é o que deixa o peso do meu estandarte mais leve nos dias...(...)"</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial"><span class="Apple-style-span">Vanessa Leonardi<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial"><span class="Apple-style-span">Imagem: Net</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></o:p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-4797672607535777225?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HEIYRtOou_1GWO73tdWj9baYYh4/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HEIYRtOou_1GWO73tdWj9baYYh4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HEIYRtOou_1GWO73tdWj9baYYh4/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HEIYRtOou_1GWO73tdWj9baYYh4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/OiYqL89iR6k" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com1http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-movimento.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-20538918436016521002011-09-08T03:21:00.002-03:002011-09-08T03:24:31.894-03:002011-09-08T03:24:31.894-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jxkVHoBITWs/TmhfOVfEMwI/AAAAAAAATBU/7JZLTDDK1i0/s1600/1240545787jQlfDDX.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jxkVHoBITWs/TmhfOVfEMwI/AAAAAAAATBU/7JZLTDDK1i0/s400/1240545787jQlfDDX.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649870432426537730" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Chega um momento</span></span></div><span><div style="font-family: Arial; text-align: center; ">em que somos aves na noite,</div><div style="font-family: Arial; text-align: center; ">pura plumagem, dormindo de pé,</div><div style="font-family: Arial; text-align: center; ">com a cabeça encolhida.</div><div style="font-family: Arial; text-align: center; ">O que tanto zelamos</div><div style="font-family: Arial; text-align: center; ">na fileira dos dias,</div><div style="font-family: Arial; text-align: center; ">o que tanto brigamos</div><div style="font-family: Arial; text-align: center; ">para guardar, de repente</div><div style="font-family: Arial; text-align: center; ">não presta mais: jornais, retratos,</div><div style="font-family: Arial; text-align: center; "> posteridade.</div><div style="font-family: Arial; text-align: center; ">Minha bagagem</div><div style="font-family: Arial; text-align: center; ">é a roupa do corpo.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span"><div style="text-align: center;">Fabrício Carpinejar</div><o:p></o:p></span></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">Imagem: </span><a href="http://pixdaus.com/index.php?pageno=47&amp;sort=rand">http://pixdaus.com/index.php?pageno=47&amp;sort=rand</a></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-2053891843601652100?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WZxbiAOpkNndnyuBKmA38jG7Cj0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WZxbiAOpkNndnyuBKmA38jG7Cj0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WZxbiAOpkNndnyuBKmA38jG7Cj0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WZxbiAOpkNndnyuBKmA38jG7Cj0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/CSiNFxee0-o" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com1http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2011/09/chega-um-momento.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-73584673461053134132011-09-03T03:03:00.004-03:002011-09-03T03:24:29.634-03:002011-09-03T03:24:29.634-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BbWUlWR0sAo/TmHEUBt1hGI/AAAAAAAATBE/Wb3gM2BtxVY/s1600/nevoeiro%2B%25281%2529.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 397px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648011256036426850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BbWUlWR0sAo/TmHEUBt1hGI/AAAAAAAATBE/Wb3gM2BtxVY/s400/nevoeiro%2B%25281%2529.jpg" /></a> <br /> <br /><div> <br />Imagem: Net <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><div></div></div> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-7358467346105313413?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GTCsFyDAWDkyAwfckyWTel7hEuY/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GTCsFyDAWDkyAwfckyWTel7hEuY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GTCsFyDAWDkyAwfckyWTel7hEuY/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GTCsFyDAWDkyAwfckyWTel7hEuY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/MUhyVEkA25w" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com6http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2011/09/nevoreiro.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-83981292994195675702011-08-22T03:23:00.004-03:002011-08-22T03:48:16.927-03:002011-08-22T03:48:16.927-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XG8fWddzUEI/TlH7qXihXdI/AAAAAAAAS-0/i4i0s-Tc8x0/s1600/6969.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XG8fWddzUEI/TlH7qXihXdI/AAAAAAAAS-0/i4i0s-Tc8x0/s400/6969.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643568513363828178" /></a> <br /><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span"><a href="http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2011/03/aqui-ali-e-em-todos-os-lugares-autor.html">aqui, ali e em todos os lugares - </a><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; ">Haverá um alguém que sempre nos acompanhará. Em cada brisa que soprar, no canto de um pássaro, nas noites de solidão, em cada horizonte. E haverá que estar em nós, em tudo que pudermos ver ou perceber. Estará em todos os lugares por onde passarmos. Em toda vida e por todos os caminhos.</span></div><span style="font-family:Arial"><div style="text-align: justify;">E há que voar nossos sonhos e povoar nosso melhor sentir. Vai nos ocupar feito inexplicável luz. A cada passo, cada ação e cada pensamento.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Será música, esperança e alento. Será paz e silêncio. Terá sido o inesquecível e o maravilhosamente absurdo. O impensável.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Será nosso amor que chegou desde não sabemos quando. E caminhará conosco, sorrindo. Até sempre!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> <br /></div></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"> </p><div style="text-align: justify;font-family: Arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><a href="http://gluckall.blogspot.com/" style="font-family: Arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "></span></a><a href="http://gluckall.blogspot.com/" style="font-family: Arial; ">http://gluckall.blogspot.com/</a></span></div><p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:Arial"><span class="Apple-style-span">Imagem: Net</span><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-8398129299419567570?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vbbA_NfzXOzHy0Of_-8YSaLN7gI/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vbbA_NfzXOzHy0Of_-8YSaLN7gI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vbbA_NfzXOzHy0Of_-8YSaLN7gI/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vbbA_NfzXOzHy0Of_-8YSaLN7gI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/sQYdCH4-_Ww" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com4http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2011/08/aqui-ali-e-em-todos-os-lugares-autor.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-51617355716955537662011-08-18T01:17:00.001-03:002011-08-18T01:19:00.955-03:002011-08-18T01:19:00.955-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_hLkMimup5M/TkySrvWw4NI/AAAAAAAAS90/tGs1pa_kTwE/s1600/35.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_hLkMimup5M/TkySrvWw4NI/AAAAAAAAS90/tGs1pa_kTwE/s400/35.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642045713332363474" /></a> <br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Felicidade roubada<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Desafiei o destino, ao proclamar tão alto <br />Meus momentos de felicidade. <br />Quando deveria apenas, viver uma alegria apenas, <br />Encobrindo os caminhos da minha mais pura emoção... <br /> <br />Desafiei o destino, quando me joguei em seus braços, <br />Esquecida de tudo, até de mim mesma <br />Pensava apenas no sentimento... <br /> <br />Desafiei o destino, quando caminhei <br />Com meus olhos sonhadores, <br />Indiferentes a maldade, as vaidades, <br />Sentimentos contrários ao meu momento... <br /> <br />Desafiei o destino, e como um ladrão, <br />A felicidade me foi roubada, <br />Jogada para longe, <br />Dentro da escuridão.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; "><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Betânia Uchôa<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" > <br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Imagem: Net</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; "><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5628296015001049802-5161735571695553766?l=rosani22.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/o4SDtlB5HYRrLMoskHfPpW5QIkM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/o4SDtlB5HYRrLMoskHfPpW5QIkM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/o4SDtlB5HYRrLMoskHfPpW5QIkM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/o4SDtlB5HYRrLMoskHfPpW5QIkM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/xlbI/~4/_-3dpF6M_0M" height="1" width="1"/>Rosani Nauarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02873518369818414812noreply@blogger.com1http://rosani22.blogspot.com/2011/08/felicidade-roubada.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628296015001049802.post-21176738322517544162011-08-13T01:59:00.002-03:002011-08-13T02:01:51.796-03:002011-08-13T02:01:51.796-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d_DxtpchuTg/TkYFLi5TpFI/AAAAAAAAS9s/dpHMJ-mQZZ0/s1600/Flying_by_MindTuber.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; 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