"Lament of the soul"

” Tears of sadness and grief … the deepest anguish”

Sunset.

Dim crepuscule:

misty hour, diffused light…

glowing shadows in the night.

Increasing anguish.

Furtive tears rolling down the face.

Her eyes to the sky she raised.

It was already glazing the first star.

How great a sorrow suffereth she… and implored in a deep low voice:

“I want to be free, my Lord.

I need to be free, my God…

Give my being Liberty and Peace!

Set free my soul for Thee…

‘Miserere’!

Set my soul free…”

Mirna Cavalcanti de Albuquerque. Rio de Janeiro, April 4th, 2012