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&lt;div class="tweet-text tweet-text-large"&gt;Albert Einstein: &amp;quot;nenhum problema pode ser resolvido através da mentalidade com a qual ele foi criado&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;do twitter:  @saberespirita&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Regis Mesquita&lt;br&gt;Campinas - SP  &lt;a href="http://www.tvphipnose.com.br/"&gt;http://www.tvphipnose.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  -- &lt;br /&gt; Você está recebendo esta mensagem porque se inscreveu no grupo "Dividindo a Vida" dos Grupos do Google.&lt;br /&gt; Para postar neste grupo, envie um e-mail para dividindoavida@googlegroups.com.&lt;br /&gt; Para cancelar a inscrição nesse grupo, envie um e-mail para dividindoavida+unsubscribe@googlegroups.com.&lt;br /&gt;  Para obter mais opções, visite esse grupo em http://groups.google.com/group/dividindoavida?hl=pt-BR.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-5643453475105033644?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/5643453475105033644/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/10/palavra-de-einstein.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/5643453475105033644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/5643453475105033644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/10/palavra-de-einstein.html' title='Palavra de Einstein'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-1272237777362405067</id><published>2011-07-30T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas em Fotos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://animado.org/categorias/poemas/imagens/poemas_1146527762_poema065.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Ambos possuem o mesmo número de músculos para trabalhar. Ambos jogam com as mesmas regras e usam equipamentos semelhantes. Porém, o vencedor é o que tem a determinação de vencer. O vencedor é aquele que faz o que é preciso, treina dia após dia, esforça-se um pouco mais a cada treino, é capaz de visualizar sua passagem pela linha final à frente do resto. Tanto o vendedor melhor pago quanto aquele que raramente realiza uma venda possuem os mesmos talentos e recursos. A diferença está no que eles fazem com o que têm. Tanto o escritor que mais vende quanto o que nunca publicou nada possuem o mesmo dicionário cheio de palavras para trabalhar. A diferença está no que eles fazem com o que têm. Você já possui a matéria-prima para o sucesso e a realização. Você possui o necessário para atingir a grandiosidade em tudo que você quiser. Você tem dentro de si o potencial para conquistas extraordinárias. Ninguém é mais nem menos equipado para o sucesso do que você. Mas é você quem deve fazê-lo acontecer, e é quem tem que assumir o compromisso e fazer o que for necessário para atingir a grandiosidade de que é capaz. Você tem o que é preciso. Faça acontecer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-7213675280730224568?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/7213675280730224568/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/faca-acontecer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/7213675280730224568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/7213675280730224568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/faca-acontecer.html' title='Faça acontecer'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-3492488073006512967</id><published>2011-07-25T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.133-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas em Fotos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.glimboo.com/poemas/0033.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 461px; height: 558px;" src="http://animado.org/categorias/poemas/imagens/poemas_1256434891_poema009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-4955241697290752334?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/4955241697290752334/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/4955241697290752334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/4955241697290752334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-2499586443604024780</id><published>2011-07-24T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'>Acredite em você!</title><content type='html'>Não importa do que é o mundo O importante, são os seus sonhos... Não importa o que você é O importante é o que você quer ser... Não importa onde você está O importante é para onde você quer ir... Não importa o porquê O importante é o querer ... Não importa suas mágoas O importante mesmo, são suas alegrias... Não importa o que você já passou O passado guarde na sua lembrança ... Não veja; apenas olhe... Não escute; apenas ouça... Não toque; sinta... O mundo é um espelho; não seja apenas um reflexo Só acreditando no futuro você conseguirá a paz para alcançar seu sonhos... Afinal, o que importa ? Você importa ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-2499586443604024780?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/2499586443604024780/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/acredite-em-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/2499586443604024780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/2499586443604024780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/acredite-em-voce.html' title='Acredite em você!'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-8051865260642615453</id><published>2011-07-23T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas em Fotos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.glimboo.com/poemas/0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 466px; height: 482px;" src="http://img.glimboo.com/poemas/0036.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-8051865260642615453?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/8051865260642615453/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/8051865260642615453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/8051865260642615453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-3732793438646286120</id><published>2011-07-22T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'>Nunca pare de sonhar</title><content type='html'>Havia no alto de uma montanha três árvores. Elas sonhavam com o que iriam ser depois de grandes. A primeira, olhando as estrelas disse: eu quero ser o baú mais precioso do mundo e viver cheia de tesouros. A segunda, olhando um riacho suspirou: eu quero ser um navio bem grande para transportar reis e rainhas. A terceira olhou para o vale e disse: quero crescer e ficar aqui no alto da montanha; quero crescer tanto que as pessoas ao olharem para mim, levantem os olhos e pensem em Deus. Muitos anos se passaram, as árvores cresceram. Surgiram três lenhadores que, sem saber do sonho das árvores, cortaram as três. A primeira árvore acabou se transformando num cocho de animais, coberto de feno. A segunda virou um barco de pesca transportando pessoas e peixes todos os dias. A terceira foi cortada em vigas e deixada num depósito. Desiludidas as três árvores lamentaram os seus destinos. Mas, numa certa noite, com o céu cheio de estrelas, uma jovem mulher colocou o seu bebê recém-nascido naquele cocho. De repente, a árvore percebeu que continha o maior tesouro do mundo. A segunda, certo dia, transportou um homem que acabou por dormir no barco. E, quando uma tempestade quase afundou o barco, o homem levantou-se e disse PAZ!! E, imediatamente, as águas se acalmaram. E a árvore transformada em barco entendeu que transportava o rei dos céus e da terra. Tempos mais tarde, numa Sexta-feira, a árvore espantou-se quando as vigas foram unidas em forma de cruz e um homem foi pregado nela. A árvore sentiu-se horrível vendo o sofrimento daquele homem. Mas logo entendeu que aquele homem salvou a humanidade e as pessoas logo se lembrariam de Deus ao olharem para a cruz. O exemplo das árvores é um sinal de que é preciso sonhar e ter fé. SEMPRE !!! Não importa o tamanho dos sonhos que você tenha, sonhe muito e sempre. Mesmo que seus sonhos não se realizem exatamente como você desejou, saiba que eles se concretizarão da maneira que Deus entendeu ser a melhor para você. "Uma nuvem não sabe por que se move em tal direção e em tal velocidade. Sente apenas um impulso que a conduz para esta ou aquela direção. Mas o céu sabe os motivos e os desenhos por trás de todas as nuvens, e você também saberá, quando se erguer o suficiente para ver além dos horizontes."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-3732793438646286120?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/3732793438646286120/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/nunca-pare-de-sonhar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/3732793438646286120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/3732793438646286120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/nunca-pare-de-sonhar.html' title='Nunca pare de sonhar'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-2108308172776055444</id><published>2011-07-21T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas em Fotos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.glimboo.com/poemas/0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 448px; height: 413px;" src="http://img.glimboo.com/poemas/0038.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-2108308172776055444?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/2108308172776055444/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/2108308172776055444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/2108308172776055444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-3250459976060493006</id><published>2011-07-20T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.135-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'>Viva a vida</title><content type='html'>"Por muito tempo eu pensei que a minha vida fosse se tornar uma vida de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Mas sempre havia um obstáculo no caminho, algo a ser ultrapassado antes de começar a viver.&lt;br /&gt;Um trabalho não terminado, uma conta a ser paga.&lt;br /&gt;Aí sim, a vida de verdade começaria.&lt;br /&gt;Por fim, cheguei a conclusão de que esses obstáculos eram a minha vida de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Essa perspectiva tem me ajudado a ver que não existe um caminho para a felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;A felicidade é o caminho!&lt;br /&gt;Assim, aproveite todos os momentos que você tem. E aproveite-os mais se você tem alguém especial para compartilhar, especial o suficiente para passar seu tempo; e lembre-se que o tempo não espera ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;Portanto, pare de esperar até que você termine a faculdade;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;até que você volte para a faculdade;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;até que você perca 5 quilos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;até que você ganhe 5 quilos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;até que você tenha tido filhos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;até que seus filhos tenham saído de casa;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;até que você se case;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;até que você se divorcie;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;até sexta à noite;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;até segunda de manhã;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;até que você tenha comprado um carro ou uma casa nova;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;até que seu carro ou sua casa tenham sido pagos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;até o próximo verão, outono, inverno;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;até que você esteja aposentado;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;até que a sua música toque;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...não há hora melhor para ser feliz do que AGORA MESMO....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembre-se: Felicidade é uma viagem, não um destino"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-3250459976060493006?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/3250459976060493006/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/viva-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/3250459976060493006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/3250459976060493006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/viva-vida.html' title='Viva a vida'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-3194846367298746416</id><published>2011-07-19T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.135-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas em Fotos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.glimboo.com/poemas/0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 520px;" src="http://img.glimboo.com/poemas/0040.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-3194846367298746416?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/3194846367298746416/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/3194846367298746416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/3194846367298746416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-5394354544488021395</id><published>2011-07-18T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.135-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'>Esqueça</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esqueça os dias de nuvens escuras...&lt;br /&gt;Mas lembre-se das horas passadas ao sol .&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça as vezes em que você foi derrotado...&lt;br /&gt;Mas lembre-se das suas conquistas e vitórias.&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça os erros que já não podem ser corrigidos...&lt;br /&gt;Mas lembre-se das lições que você aprendeu.&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça as infelicidades que você enfrentou...&lt;br /&gt;Mas lembre-se de quando a felicidade voltou.&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça os dias solitários que você atravessou...&lt;br /&gt;Mas lembre-se dos sorrisos amáveis que encontrou...&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça os planos que não deram certo...&lt;br /&gt;Mas lembre-se de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEMPRE TER UM SONHO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-5394354544488021395?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/5394354544488021395/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/esqueca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/5394354544488021395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/5394354544488021395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/esqueca.html' title='Esqueça'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-5100864274903656481</id><published>2011-07-17T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.135-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas em Fotos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.glimboo.com/poemas/0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 580px;" src="http://img.glimboo.com/poemas/0041.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-5100864274903656481?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/5100864274903656481/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/5100864274903656481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/5100864274903656481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-6627842285586797215</id><published>2011-07-16T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'>O Milagre de um novo dia</title><content type='html'>Hoje eu me levantei cedo pensando no que tenho para fazer antes que o relógio marque meia noite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho responsabilidades para cumprir hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou importante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É minha função escolher que tipo de dia terei hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu posso reclamar porque está chovendo ou posso agradecer às águas por lavarem energias pesadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu posso ficar triste por não ter muito dinheiro ou posso me sentir encorajado para administrar minhas finanças sabiamente, mantendo-me longe de desperdícios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu posso reclamar sobre minha saúde ou posso dar graças a Deus por estar vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu posso me queixar dos meus pais por não terem me dado tudo que eu queria quando estava crescendo, ou posso ser grato a eles por terem permitido que eu nascesse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu posso lamentar decepções com amigos ou posso observar oportunidades de ter novas amizades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu posso reclamar por ter que trabalhar ou posso vibrar de alegria por ter um trabalho que me põe ativo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu posso choramingar por ter que ir à escola ou abrir minha mente com entusiasmo para novos conhecimentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu posso sentir tédio com trabalho doméstico ou posso agradecer a Deus por ter dado-me a bênção de um teto que abriga meus pertences, meu corpo e minha alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu posso olhar para o dia de ontem e lamentar as coisas que não saíram como eu planejei ou posso alegrar-me por ter o dia de hoje para recomeçar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O dia de hoje está à minha frente esperando para ser o que eu quiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E aqui estou eu, o escultor que pode dar-lhe forma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depende de mim como será o dia de hoje diante de tudo que encontrarei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A escolha está em minhas mãos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu posso enxergar minha vida vazia ou posso alegremente receber o Milagre de Um Novo Dia !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-8963629824002577931?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/8963629824002577931/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/8963629824002577931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/8963629824002577931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-4014504572631359426</id><published>2011-07-14T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'>Não se deixe soterrar</title><content type='html'>Conta-se que um fazendeiro, que lutava com muitas dificuldades, possuía alguns cavalos para ajudar no trabalho de sua fazenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, o capataz lhe trouxe a notícia que um de seus cavalos havia caído num velho poço abandonado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O buraco era muito fundo e seria difícil tirar o animal de lá. O fazendeiro avaliou a situação e certificou-se de que o cavalo estava vivo. Mas pela dificuldade e o alto custo para retirá-lo do fundo do poço, decidiu que não valia a pena investir no resgate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chamou o capataz e ordenou que sacrificasse o animal soterrando-o ali mesmo. O capataz chamou alguns empregados e orientou-os para que jogassem terra sobre o cavalo até que o encobrissem totalmente e o poço não oferecesse mais perigo aos outros animais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No entanto, na medida que a terra caía sobre seu dorso, o cavalo se sacudia e a derrubava no chão e ia pisando sobre ela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logo os homens perceberam que o animal não se deixava soterrar, mas, ao contrário, estava subindo à medida que a terra caía, até que , finalmente, conseguiu sair...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitas vezes nós nos sentimos como se estivéssemos no fundo do poço e, de quebra, ainda temos a impressão de que estão tentando nos soterrar para sempre. É como se o mundo jogasse sobre nós a terra da incompreensão, da falta de oportunidade, da desvalorização, do desprezo e da indiferença. Nesses momentos difíceis, é importante que lembremos da lição profunda da história do cavalo e façamos a nossa parte para sair da dificuldade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afinal, se permitimos chegar ao fundo do poço, só nos restam duas opções:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou nos servimos dele como ponto de apoio para o impulso que nos levará ao topo; - Ou nos deixamos ficar ali até que a morte nos encontre. É importante que, se estamos nos sentindo soterrar, sacudamos a terra e a aproveitemos para subir.&lt;br /&gt;Ademais, em todas as situações difíceis que enfrentamos na vida, temos o apoio incondicional de Deus, do qual podemos nos aproximar através da oração.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-4014504572631359426?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/4014504572631359426/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/nao-se-deixe-soterrar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/4014504572631359426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/4014504572631359426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/nao-se-deixe-soterrar.html' title='Não se deixe soterrar'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-2034856374898972041</id><published>2011-07-13T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas em Fotos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.minirecados.com/i/d2/6b/4681.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 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type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-7868628011890018341</id><published>2011-07-12T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'>A idade de ser Feliz</title><content type='html'>Existe somente uma idade para a gente ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somente uma época na vida de cada pessoa em que é possível sonhar e fazer planos e ter energia bastante para realizá-los, a despeito de todas as dificuldade e obstáculos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma só idade para a gente se encantar com a vida e viver apaixonadamente e desfrutar tudo com toda intensidade sem medo nem culpa de sentir prazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fase dourada em que a gente pode criar e recriar a vida à nossa própria imagem e semelhança e vestir-se com todas as cores e experimentar todos os sabores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempo de entusiasmo e coragem em que todo desafio é mais um convite à luta que a gente enfrenta com toda disposição de tentar algo novo, de novo e de novo, e quantas vezes for preciso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa idade tão fugaz na vida da gente chama-se PRESENTE, também conhecida como AGORA ou JÁ e tem a duração do instante que passa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mário quintana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-7868628011890018341?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/7868628011890018341/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/idade-de-ser-feliz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/7868628011890018341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/7868628011890018341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/idade-de-ser-feliz.html' title='A idade de ser Feliz'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-2719339857588636020</id><published>2011-07-11T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas em Fotos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.minirecados.com/i/a0/12/2125.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.minirecados.com/i/a0/12/2125.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-2719339857588636020?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-4441588460981586209</id><published>2011-07-10T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'>Castelo de areia</title><content type='html'>Num dia de verão, estava na praia, observando duas crianças brincando na areia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elas trabalhavam muito, construindo um castelo de areia, com torres, passarelas e passagens internas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando estavam quase acabando, veio uma onda e destruiu tudo, reduzindo o castelo à um monte de areia e espuma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achei que as crianças cairiam no choro, depois de tanto esforço e cuidado, mas tive uma surpresa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em vez de chorar, correram para a praia, fugindo da água, Sorrindo, de mãos dadas e começaram a construir outro castelo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compreendi que havia recebido uma importante lição:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gastamos muito tempo de nossas vidas construindo alguma coisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E mais cedo ou mais tarde, uma onda poderá vir e destruir o que levamos tanto tempo para construir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando isso acontecer, somente aquele que tem as mãos de alguém para segurar, será capaz de dar uma reviravolta !!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo é feito de areia;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só o que permanece é o nosso relacionamento com as outras pessoas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-4441588460981586209?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/4441588460981586209/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/castelo-de-areia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/4441588460981586209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/4441588460981586209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/castelo-de-areia.html' title='Castelo de areia'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-2450704866389701476</id><published>2011-07-09T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas em Fotos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.minirecados.com/i/c1/6a/31.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 530px;" src="http://www.minirecados.com/i/c1/6a/31.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-2450704866389701476?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/2450704866389701476/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/2450704866389701476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/2450704866389701476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-2211382000089087854</id><published>2011-07-08T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Agenda da felicidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 24px;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Sorriso&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 24px;" align="center"&gt;É o cartão de visita das pessoas saudáveis.&lt;br /&gt;Distribua-o gentilmente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Diálogo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É a ponte que liga as duas margens, do eu ao tu.&lt;br /&gt;Transmite-o bastante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Amor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 24px;" align="center"&gt;É a melhor música na partitura da vida.&lt;br /&gt;Sem ele, você será um(a) eterno(a) desafinado(a).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Bondade&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 24px;" align="center"&gt;É a flor mais atraente do jardim de um coração bem cultivado.&lt;br /&gt;Plante estas flores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Alegria&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 24px;" align="center"&gt;É o perfume gratificante, fruto do dever cumprido.&lt;br /&gt;Esbanje-o, o mundo precisa dele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Paz na Consciência&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 24px;" align="center"&gt;É o melhor travesseiro para o sono da tranqüilidade.&lt;br /&gt;Viva em paz consigo mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Fé&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 24px;" align="center"&gt;É a bússola certa para os navios errantes, incertos, buscando as praias da eternidade.&lt;br /&gt;Utilize-a sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Esperança&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 24px;" align="center"&gt;É o vento bom enpurrando as velas do nosso barco.&lt;br /&gt;Chame-o para dentro do seu cotidiano..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-2211382000089087854?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/2211382000089087854/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/07/agenda-da-felicidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;Esta é uma história de um homem que contratou um carpinteiro para ajudar a arrumar algumas coisas na sua fazenda.&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro dia do carpinteiro foi bem difícil.&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pneu da seu carro furou.&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A serra elétrica quebrou.&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cortou o dedo.&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ao final do dia, o seu carro não funcionou.&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O homem que contratou o carpinteiro ofereceu uma carona para casa.&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante o caminho, o carpinteiro não falou nada.&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando chegaram a sua casa, o carpinteiro convidou o homem para entrar e conhecer a sua família.&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando os dois homens estavam se encaminhando para a porta da frente, o carpinteiro parou junto a uma pequena árvore e gentilmente tocou as pontas dos galhos com as duas mãos.&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de abrir a porta da sua casa, o carpinteiro transformou-se.&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os traços tensos do seu rosto transformaram-se em um grande sorriso, e ele abraçou os seus filhos e beijou a sua esposa.&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um pouco mais tarde, o carpinteiro acompanhou a sua visita até o carro.&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim que eles passaram pela árvore, o homem perguntou:&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Porque você tocou na planta antes de entrar em casa ???&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ah! esta é a minha Árvore dos Problemas.&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Eu sei que não posso evitar ter problemas no meu trabalho, mas estes problemas não devem chegar até os meus filhos e minha esposa.&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Então, toda noite, eu deixo os meus problemas nesta Árvore quando chego em casa, e os pego no dia seguinte.&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- E você quer saber de uma coisa?&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Toda manhã, quando eu volto para buscar os meus problemas, eles não são nem metade do que eu me lembro de ter deixado na noite anterior.&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); 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só uma coisa me tornaria completo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autor ( Robson )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-2146145443749605217?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/2146145443749605217/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/alma-gemea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/2146145443749605217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/2146145443749605217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;Impulsivos, são para sempre um do outro&lt;br /&gt;Como eternos amantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A história deles ainda será&lt;br /&gt;Contada um belo dia,&lt;br /&gt;De como havia sido encontrada&lt;br /&gt;A grande alegria,&lt;br /&gt;Através de uma tela de computador, acredite,&lt;br /&gt;Aprenderam sobre como é o amor, não evite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo o suspense em virtude de nossos atos.&lt;br /&gt;Quando se encontrará,&lt;br /&gt;A verdade que surgirá.&lt;br /&gt;Tomo a primeira atitude, os primeiros passos.&lt;br /&gt;Onde vamos nos encontrar,&lt;br /&gt;O destino não pode tardar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém está andando?&lt;br /&gt;Nosso tempo está passando.&lt;br /&gt;O que estou falando?&lt;br /&gt;Nosso tempo está passando.&lt;br /&gt;Algo está faltando?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso tempo está passando.&lt;br /&gt;Tempo de amar,&lt;br /&gt;Tempo de querer,&lt;br /&gt;Tempo de alegrar,&lt;br /&gt;Tempo de te ver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desconhecidos, não mais serão,&lt;br /&gt;Tudo será lindo,&lt;br /&gt;Amados, em todo o nosso bem,&lt;br /&gt;A vida será linda.&lt;br /&gt;Depois desse amor por computador&lt;br /&gt;Nada mais será real e sim especial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-5433317464496845458?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/5433317464496845458/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/amor-por-computador.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/5433317464496845458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-5933299534978601527</id><published>2011-06-25T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.139-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>A mais bela das pessoas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bela como uma noite linda,&lt;br /&gt;Um céu com mil encantos,&lt;br /&gt;Em tudo és bela, em tudo és pura, em tudo um eterno encanto,&lt;br /&gt;e o olhar um céu tão belo com mil estrelas douradas...&lt;br /&gt;Sonhei com a beleza de um mundo encantado, e nele encontrei você.&lt;br /&gt;Você tão bela como as estrelas e meiga como o luar.&lt;br /&gt;Em noites tensas e silenciosas,&lt;br /&gt;És uma linda estrela adormecida, a enfeitar uma vida que te amo...&lt;br /&gt;Tu és um tesouro,&lt;br /&gt;Jóia de real valor,&lt;br /&gt;Tu és a mais bela das pessoas,&lt;br /&gt;Um anjo de asas leves,&lt;br /&gt;A encantar um céu de mil flores num jardim.&lt;br /&gt;Um amor para uma vida,&lt;br /&gt;És tu meu amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autor ( Leandro R. Santos )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-5933299534978601527?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/5933299534978601527/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/mais-bela-das-pessoas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/5933299534978601527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/5933299534978601527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/mais-bela-das-pessoas.html' title='A mais bela das pessoas'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-6592141514090835784</id><published>2011-06-24T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.139-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas em Fotos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.recados.oriza.net/recados-oriza-poemadodia-cora-amor.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 411px; height: 444px;" src="http://www.recados.oriza.net/recados-oriza-poemadodia-cora-amor.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-6592141514090835784?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/6592141514090835784/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/6592141514090835784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/6592141514090835784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-1153277217272530545</id><published>2011-06-23T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.139-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Hoje e Sempre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dragover="true" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoje senti uma imensa vontade de lhe ouvir e lhe sentir,&lt;br /&gt;sei que está muito longe do meu corpo e do meu olhar,&lt;br /&gt;mas espero que nunca se esqueça que você será sempre como&lt;br /&gt;uma flor num campo se pertencer a mim certamente&lt;br /&gt;irá murchar e perder o teu encanto.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado por existir e me oferecer mesmo de longe teu eterno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMOR E ENCANTO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autor ( Mel Montes )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-1153277217272530545?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/1153277217272530545/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/hoje-e-sempre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/1153277217272530545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/1153277217272530545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/hoje-e-sempre.html' title='Hoje e Sempre'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-4887827496544785121</id><published>2011-06-22T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas em Fotos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AQSxe7w_gpM/R8tTSHjgfLI/AAAAAAAAKGc/dskB9Cichws/s400/poema006.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 352px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AQSxe7w_gpM/R8tTSHjgfLI/AAAAAAAAKGc/dskB9Cichws/s400/poema006.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-4887827496544785121?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/4887827496544785121/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/4887827496544785121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/4887827496544785121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AQSxe7w_gpM/R8tTSHjgfLI/AAAAAAAAKGc/dskB9Cichws/s72-c/poema006.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-4456079246289750535</id><published>2011-06-21T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Uma Deusa Mulher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Deusa Mulher - que se despe sorrindo debaixo da imensidão&lt;br /&gt;deste céu infinito&lt;br /&gt;Mostra-se livre de todos os preconceitos aperfeiçoa as&lt;br /&gt;virtudes, tolera os defeitos...&lt;br /&gt;A Deusa mulher que esquece a distancia, também despida de&lt;br /&gt;toda a arrogância entrega o cetro e a coroa ao seu eleito&lt;br /&gt;e se curva elegante, com todo o respeito...&lt;br /&gt;A Deusa mulher que se rende aos carinhos, para conquistar,&lt;br /&gt;enfim, o amanha sonhado, hoje mostra a todos&lt;br /&gt;seu olhar enamorado...&lt;br /&gt;A Deusa mulher que esquece a majestade, que perde a glória,&lt;br /&gt;mas não a dignidade, desfruta de ventura nunca dantes vivida,&lt;br /&gt;pela certeza de jamais ter sido esquecida...&lt;br /&gt;A Deusa mulher deslumbrantemente bela prostrada aos pés do&lt;br /&gt;senhor na capela pede a ele, confiante, em sublime oração!&lt;br /&gt;A Deusa mulher entrega - se toda inteira bailando alegremente,&lt;br /&gt;sorrindo faceira, deixando seu cheiro, seu gesto, seu gosto&lt;br /&gt;e toda a beleza que emana do seu rosto!&lt;br /&gt;A Deusa mulher tão meiga, tão pura trazendo nos olhos a alegre&lt;br /&gt;candura habita minha alma e se faz presente e se mostra limpa,&lt;br /&gt;sincera, inocente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autor ( Leandro R. Santos )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-4456079246289750535?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/4456079246289750535/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/uma-deusa-mulher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/4456079246289750535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/4456079246289750535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/uma-deusa-mulher.html' title='Uma Deusa Mulher'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-7378962233216923777</id><published>2011-06-20T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas em Fotos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.orizamartins.com/poemas-oriza-felicidade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 423px; height: 458px;" src="http://www.orizamartins.com/poemas-oriza-felicidade.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-7378962233216923777?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/7378962233216923777/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/7378962233216923777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/7378962233216923777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-2682768826859424280</id><published>2011-06-19T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;color:#242424;"&gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;Amor Escondido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;         &lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#400080;"&gt;Um dia, quando a solidão tomar conta de         você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#804040;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#400080;"&gt;e seus olhos clorarem por         alguém e seus lábios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#804040;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#400080;"&gt;não souberem mais sorrir,         lembre-se que em algum lugar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#804040;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#400080;"&gt;onde você nem imagina, existe         alguém que te ama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#804040;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#400080;"&gt;alguém que sofre em silêncio         por você e até morreria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#804040;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#400080;"&gt;somente para te fazer feliz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#400080;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#804040;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#400080;"&gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;Autor ( Sarah Taveira )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#400080;"&gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#400080;"&gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-2682768826859424280?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/2682768826859424280/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/amor-escondido-um-dia-quando-solidao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/2682768826859424280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/2682768826859424280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/amor-escondido-um-dia-quando-solidao.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-1818992316494957652</id><published>2011-06-18T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento em Fotos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c3CxjkuYaic/SaclbjebN-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/UFw9iTeLsFw/s400/pensamento1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 321px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EHEImijbqEw/TaDcxPvw7rI/AAAAAAAAADc/TaYYsISeeG0/s1600/a+a+a.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-3763684152988824617?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/3763684152988824617/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_8308.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/3763684152988824617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/3763684152988824617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_8308.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EHEImijbqEw/TaDcxPvw7rI/AAAAAAAAADc/TaYYsISeeG0/s72-c/a+a+a.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-7150965326673894774</id><published>2011-06-02T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.141-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:100%;"&gt;        "O presente impõe formas. Sair dessa esfera e         produzir outras formas constitui a criatividade. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;        ( Hugo von Hofmannsthal )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-7150965326673894774?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/7150965326673894774/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-presente-impoe-formas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/7150965326673894774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/7150965326673894774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-presente-impoe-formas.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-7566354531718146326</id><published>2011-06-01T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.141-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provérbios'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"Aquele                        que pergunta, pode ser um tolo por cinco minutos. Aquele                        que deixa de perguntar, será um tolo para o resto                        da vida."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-7566354531718146326?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/7566354531718146326/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/aquele-que-pergunta-pode-ser-um-tolo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/7566354531718146326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/7566354531718146326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/06/aquele-que-pergunta-pode-ser-um-tolo.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-4270299666262894494</id><published>2011-05-31T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.141-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Fazendo Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Quando perto de mim&lt;br /&gt;embala-me em sonhos reais&lt;br /&gt;Sua boca deseja-me...&lt;br /&gt;Seus beijos me entorpecem&lt;br /&gt;A ternura paira no ar&lt;br /&gt;Nossos corpos se colam&lt;br /&gt;...roupas, sapatos espalhados&lt;br /&gt;Deliramos nos amando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu cheiro me faz fêmea&lt;br /&gt;meu corpo compactado em seu corpo&lt;br /&gt;há doação de minh'alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com cuidado e zelo toque sempre&lt;br /&gt;meu corpo, delicadamente&lt;br /&gt;contrário, poderá estar&lt;br /&gt;ferindo minh'alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascínio ou loucura?&lt;br /&gt;Quando estamos fazendo amor&lt;br /&gt;Misturam-se nossos odores de amor&lt;br /&gt;E nesse instante&lt;br /&gt;Um grande amor se faz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marillena S. Ribeiro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-4270299666262894494?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/4270299666262894494/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/05/fazendo-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/4270299666262894494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/4270299666262894494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/05/fazendo-amor.html' title='Fazendo Amor'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-2947248088606674468</id><published>2011-05-30T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provérbios'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Jamais                        se desespere em meio às mais sombrias aflições                        de sua vida, pois das nuvens mais negras cai água                        límpida e fecunda."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-2947248088606674468?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/2947248088606674468/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/05/jamais-se-desespere-em-meio-as-mais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/2947248088606674468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/2947248088606674468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/05/jamais-se-desespere-em-meio-as-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-3463806236173108476</id><published>2011-05-19T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Aqueles mais dotados de inteligência trazem consigo uma característica incomum que muitos chamam de loucura, pois confundem loucura com um bom conhecimento mesclado de ousadia, o que vem completar uma das definição de inteligência." &lt;span class="link-green"&gt;(Ivan Teorilang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-3463806236173108476?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/3463806236173108476/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/05/aqueles-mais-dotados-de-inteligencia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/3463806236173108476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/3463806236173108476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/05/aqueles-mais-dotados-de-inteligencia.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-2265577416496036099</id><published>2011-05-18T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Tudo é cíclico na natureza!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; A semente que brota, cresce, floresce, morre, mas já retorna para a terra naquela partícula que será o começo de outra florada.&lt;br /&gt;A água que evapora, forma nuvens, adquire outras formas, mas retorna chovendo em outras planícies, formando outros lagos.&lt;br /&gt;O fruto que nasce, amadurece, cai e faz nascer nova árvore e novos frutos que nada mais são do que partes dele mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;O homem é criado para florescer, experimentar várias paragens e frutificar...&lt;br /&gt;Por que fugiria o homem a essa regra? Não faz ele também parte da natureza?&lt;br /&gt;Seu crescimento é cíclico, e se engana aquele que acha que o renascimento cíclico é uma volta ao mesmo ponto. Cada volta é uma volta, cada ponto é um novo ponto. Cada vida, é uma nova vida. Mas como a semente, que a cada colheita melhora a qualidade do fruto, retorna e avança o homem rumo a novos "floresceres".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-2265577416496036099?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/2265577416496036099/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/05/tudo-e-ciclico-na-natureza-semente-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/2265577416496036099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/2265577416496036099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/05/tudo-e-ciclico-na-natureza-semente-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-1344118562910998663</id><published>2011-05-05T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Um dos poucos resultados concretos obtidos nos primeiros vinte anos da pesquisa de inteligência artificial, é o fato de que a inteligência requer conhecimento." &lt;span class="link-green"&gt;(Elaine Rich)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-1344118562910998663?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/1344118562910998663/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/05/um-dos-poucos-resultados-concretos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/1344118562910998663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/1344118562910998663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/05/um-dos-poucos-resultados-concretos.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-6806636107715117816</id><published>2011-05-03T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;Aos meus inimigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;         &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#004262;"   &gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;Continuem assim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#004262;"   &gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;         Tentando me prejudicar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#004262;"   &gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;         Com palavras vulgares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#004262;"   &gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;         Ou com pensamentos malignos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#004262;"   &gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#004262;"   &gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#004262;"   &gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;         Pode tentar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#004262;"   &gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;         Pois nunca irá conseguir me ferir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#004262;"   &gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;         Porém, cuidado para não se ferir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#004262;"   &gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;         Pois quem planta espinhos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#004262;"   &gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;         Colhe ferimentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#004262;"   &gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;         E quem colhe ferimentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#004262;"   &gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;         Se alimenta da dor e do sofrimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#004262;"   &gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#004262;"   &gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#004262;"   &gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;         Eu planto bondade e honestidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#004262;"   &gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;         Colho bons frutos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#004262;"   &gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;         E me alimento de amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#004262;"   &gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;         Graças a Deus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#004262;"&gt;&lt;span style="height: 20px;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-6806636107715117816?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/6806636107715117816/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/05/aos-meus-inimigos-continuem-assim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/6806636107715117816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/6806636107715117816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/05/aos-meus-inimigos-continuem-assim.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-7598633673143878591</id><published>2011-05-01T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;                                                                         Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          Faça Sol                                                                         &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;                                                                        &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Meu                                                                          amor,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          estarei                                                                          sempre                                                                          pensando                                                                          em você.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          tudo que                                                                          eu fizer                                                                          e para                                                                          ti.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          você e a                                                                          pessoa                                                                          mais                                                                          importante                                                                          para                                                                          mim.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol, sou                                                                          capaz de                                                                          tentar o                                                                          impossível                                                                          para te                                                                          agradar.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          você                                                                          sempre                                                                          será meu                                                                          motivo                                                                          para                                                                          tudo.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          jamais                                                                          esqueço                                                                          que                                                                          minha                                                                          vida                                                                          mudou                                                                          depois                                                                          que te                                                                          conheci.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          cada                                                                          instante                                                                          que vivo                                                                          e por                                                                          você.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          penso só                                                                          em ti                                                                          que é o                                                                          motivo                                                                          de eu                                                                          viver.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          ninguém                                                                          mais                                                                          será                                                                          para mim                                                                          mais                                                                          importante                                                                          do que                                                                          você.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          faço o                                                                          que for                                                                          necessário                                                                          por ti.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          você é                                                                          minha                                                                          completa                                                                          alegria.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          lembro-me                                                                          o quanto                                                                          é bom                                                                          estar do                                                                          seu                                                                          lado.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          imagino                                                                          estar                                                                          juntinho                                                                          de você.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          qualquer                                                                          musica                                                                          que eu                                                                          escute                                                                          já me                                                                          faz                                                                          pensar                                                                          em ti.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          minha                                                                          paixão                                                                          por ti                                                                          aumenta                                                                          a cada                                                                          dia.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          tomo                                                                          consciência                                                                          de que                                                                          preciso                                                                          muito de                                                                          ti.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          espero                                                                          ansiosamente                                                                          que cada                                                                          minuto                                                                          passe                                                                          logo                                                                          para que                                                                          eu possa                                                                          estar                                                                          contigo.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          estarei                                                                          aguardando                                                                          sempre                                                                          um                                                                          telefonema,                                                                          e-mail                                                                          ou                                                                          qualquer                                                                          contato                                                                          seu.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          penso                                                                          logo em                                                                          você em                                                                          qualquer                                                                          coisa                                                                          que                                                                          faço.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          penso                                                                          logo em                                                                          você em                                                                          qualquer                                                                          coisa                                                                          que                                                                          vejo.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          tudo o                                                                          mais                                                                          deixa de                                                                          ser                                                                          prioritario                                                                          se não                                                                          tiver                                                                          você.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          estarei                                                                          sempre                                                                          te                                                                          esperando.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol, sei                                                                          que não                                                                          poderei                                                                          viver                                                                          sem ti.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                        Faça                                                                          Chuva ou                                                                          faça                                                                          sol,                                                                          amarei                                                                          sempre                                                                          você&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-7598633673143878591?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/7598633673143878591/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/05/faca-chuva-ou-faca-sol-meu-amor-faca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/7598633673143878591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/7598633673143878591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/05/faca-chuva-ou-faca-sol-meu-amor-faca.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-1941392001751202662</id><published>2011-04-30T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.messages.oriza.net/bom-dia-otimismo-9621.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 369px;" src="http://www.messages.oriza.net/bom-dia-otimismo-9621.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-1941392001751202662?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/1941392001751202662/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/1941392001751202662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/1941392001751202662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-7879805222032371769</id><published>2011-04-29T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="line-height: 200%; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;                                                                       &lt;i&gt;                                                                       &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                                                       &lt;span style="font-family:Monotype Corsiva;"&gt;                                                                       As                                                                       &lt;span lang="pt-br"&gt;                                                                       S&lt;/span&gt;em-&lt;span lang="pt-br"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;azões                                                                       &lt;span lang="pt-br"&gt;                                                                       D&lt;/span&gt;o                                                                       &lt;span lang="pt-br"&gt;                                                                       A&lt;/span&gt;mor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                                       &lt;p style="line-height: 200%; margin-top: -25px; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;                                                                       &lt;i&gt;                                                                                                                                             &lt;br /&gt;                                                                      Eu te amo                                                                        porque te                                                                        amo.&lt;span lang="pt-br"&gt;                                                                       &lt;/span&gt;Não                                                                        precisas                                                                        ser                                                                        amante,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      E nem                                                                        sempre                                                                        sabes                                                                        sê-lo.&lt;span lang="pt-br"&gt;                                                                       &lt;/span&gt;Eu                                                                        te amo                                                                        porque te                                                                        amo.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      Amor é                                                                        estado de                                                                        graça&lt;span lang="pt-br"&gt;                                                                       &lt;/span&gt;E                                                                        com amor                                                                        não se                                                                        paga.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      Amor é                                                                        dado de                                                                        graça,&lt;span lang="pt-br"&gt;                                                                       &lt;/span&gt;É                                                                        semeado no                                                                        vento,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      Na                                                                        cachoeira                                                                        no                                                                        eclipse.&lt;span lang="pt-br"&gt;                                                                       &lt;/span&gt;                                                                       Amor foge                                                                        a                                                                        dicionários&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      E a                                                                        regulamentos                                                                        vários.&lt;span lang="pt-br"&gt;                                                                       &lt;/span&gt;Eu                                                                        te amo                                                                        porque não                                                                        amo&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      Bastante                                                                        ou demais                                                                        a mim.&lt;span lang="pt-br"&gt;                                                                       &lt;/span&gt;                                                                       Porque                                                                        amor não                                                                        se troca,                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;                                                                      Nem se                                                                        conjuga                                                                        nem se                                                                        ama.&lt;span lang="pt-br"&gt;                                                                       &lt;/span&gt;                                                                       Porque                                                                        amor é                                                                        amor a                                                                        nada,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      Feliz e                                                                        forte em                                                                        si mesmo.&lt;span lang="pt-br"&gt;                                                                       &lt;/span&gt;                                                                       Amor é                                                                        primo da                                                                        morte,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      E da morte                                                                        vencedor,&lt;span lang="pt-br"&gt;                                                                       &lt;/span&gt;Por                                                                        mais que o                                                                        matem (e                                                                        matam)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      A cada                                                                        instante                                                                        de amor.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                                       &lt;p style="line-height: 200%; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;                                                                       &lt;i&gt;                                                                       &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                                       (Carlos                                                                        Drummond                                                                        de                                                                        Andrade)&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                                                              &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-7879805222032371769?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/7879805222032371769/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/04/as-s-em-r-azoes-d-o-mor-eu-te-amo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/7879805222032371769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/7879805222032371769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/04/as-s-em-r-azoes-d-o-mor-eu-te-amo.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-7188616353354237416</id><published>2011-04-19T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt;Não tem sido fácil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                                                                                                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                                                 &lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt;É, não tem sido fácil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt; Ficar tanto tempo longe de você. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                                                 A presença em meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                                                 De lembranças tão fortes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt; Simplesmente não permite que eu tenha paz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt; Ter você comigo foi algo forte demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt; E eu não consigo conformar-me com a tua falta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                                                 Não quero pensar em causas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt; Nos motivos que levaram você de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt; E muito menos no tempo em que estamos separados. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt; Pensar nisto, é talvez tentar medir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt; A dimensão de minha saudade e isto é impossível.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt; Você teve os seus motivos para ir e eu tive os meus para ficar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt; Penso então que temos nossas razões&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt; para estarmos longe um do outro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt; Olha, tenho tentado contabilizar as perdas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt; O que você tirou de mim e levou embora junto com você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt; Qual a parte de mim, que você escolheu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                                                 Para machucar com a saudade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                                                 Realmente não sei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt; O tempo talvez responda, o tempo talvez cure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                                                 O tempo talvez apague...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Harlow Solid Italic;font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                                                 Tudo o que sei é que... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-7188616353354237416?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/7188616353354237416/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/04/nao-tem-sido-facil-e-nao-tem-sido-facil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/7188616353354237416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/7188616353354237416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/04/nao-tem-sido-facil-e-nao-tem-sido-facil.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-195458098439115983</id><published>2011-04-17T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#2c471a;"&gt;            Sabedoria de Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;font-size:130%;color:#2c471a;"&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;            Em um país distante, havia uma lei             que determinava que uma vez ao ano,             trinta prisioneiros da cidade fossem             sorteados aleatoriamente para serem             executados, pensando desta forma em             diminuir a criminalidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;            Com o passar dos anos toda vez que             aproximava-se esta data uma imensa             tristeza tomava conta da cidade.             Chegado o dia mais triste do ano             para a cidade, eis que o governador             sai de sua casa e se dirige para a             sede do governo onde deveria assinar             a lei com os respectivos condenados.             O decreto deveria ser assinado até             as 12:00h ou perderia sua validade,             sendo os condenados reenviados ao             cárcere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;            No trajeto até o palácio o             governante observa o cotidiano da             cidade através da janela de seu             carro quando de repente, seus olhos             observam duas crianças correndo. A             maior correndo, brincando, atrás da             menor. De repente a menor cai e é             acudida pela maior que para fazê-la             parar de chorar, a distrai e             carrega-a nos braços.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;            Seu carro já vai distante mas ele             fixa seu olhar naquela cena.             Chegando ao seu gabinete, pede para             não ser incomodado e fecha as             portas. Aquela cena não lhe sai da             mente e o remete às entranhas do seu             ser ao ver a criança maior             protegendo a menor. Um turbilhão             passa na sua vida, assim o tempo             passa e são 12:00h. Uma explosão de             alegria toma conta da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;            cidade e todos se rejubilam, pois a             lei não seria cumprida hoje e talvez             nunca mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;            Uma mãe então entra em casa gritando             feliz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;            - Filhinhos, filhinhos! o Governador             não assinou a perversa lei. Seu pai,             eu não queria contar-lhes, tinha             sido escolhido para ser executado,             mas graças a Deus ele estará conosco             semana que vem! Viva! Viva!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;            - Que bom mãe! Que bom Mamãe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;            - E vocês ? o que fizeram?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;            - Nada não mãe. Nós saímos para             brincar mas o Andrezinho caiu,             chorou aí eu tive que carregá-lo no             colo e contar algumas estórias para             ele. Eu acho que nós nem deveríamos             ter saído de casa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;            É assim que Deus age em nós....             muitas vezes nem percebemos os seus             sinais, mas Ele sabe como fazer             aquilo que nos é aproveitável e usa             os emissários do bem para que             enxerguemos a vida de maneira             diferente... não esqueça que Deus             vela por nós todos os instante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-195458098439115983?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/195458098439115983/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/04/sabedoria-de-deus-em-um-pais-distante.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/195458098439115983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/195458098439115983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/04/sabedoria-de-deus-em-um-pais-distante.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-6314690525278078352</id><published>2011-04-15T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'>Se a Vida...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se a vida fosse um sonho&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostaria de jamais acordar.&lt;br /&gt;Se a vida fosse uma canção&lt;br /&gt;Gostaria jamais deixar de ouvi-la.&lt;br /&gt;Se a vida fosse uma flor&lt;br /&gt;Gostaria que sua beleza e perfume não morressem.&lt;br /&gt;Se a vida fosse um desejo&lt;br /&gt;O desejo seria da eternidade...&lt;br /&gt;Mas a vida é um caminho&lt;br /&gt;Sem sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;Sem canções,&lt;br /&gt;Sem flores,&lt;br /&gt;Sem desejos...&lt;br /&gt;A vida é o desafio&lt;br /&gt;De cada um de nós&lt;br /&gt;Viver é sobreviver...&lt;br /&gt;Chegar até velhice&lt;br /&gt;É o mesmo que ganhar uma luta&lt;br /&gt;Onde o troféu é a história que se pode viver.&lt;br /&gt;Nada faz da vida&lt;br /&gt;A certeza de um amanhã.&lt;br /&gt;A vida é aprender que não se pode&lt;br /&gt;Esperar o amanhã,&lt;br /&gt;Pois o amanhã simplesmente é um mistério.&lt;br /&gt;Viver o presente&lt;br /&gt;É ser sábio,&lt;br /&gt;Viver do passado e do amanhã&lt;br /&gt;É acreditar em ilusões concretas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-6314690525278078352?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/6314690525278078352/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/04/se-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/6314690525278078352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/6314690525278078352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/04/se-vida.html' title='Se a Vida...'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-523649321467455534</id><published>2011-04-14T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Deus do Impossível &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;       Quando tudo diz que não&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sua voz me encoraja a prosseguir&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p align="center"&gt;Quando tudo diz que não&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ou parece que o mar não vai se         abrir&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;       Sei que não estou só&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p align="center"&gt;E o que dizes sobre mim&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p align="center"&gt;Não pode se frustrar&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p align="center"&gt;Venha em meu favor&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p align="center"&gt;E cumpra em mim Teu querer&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;       O Deus do impossível&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p align="center"&gt;Não desistiu de mim&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sua destra me sustenta&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p align="center"&gt;E me faz prevalecer&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p align="center"&gt;O Deus do impossível&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-523649321467455534?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/523649321467455534/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/04/deus-do-impossivel-quando-tudo-diz-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/523649321467455534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/523649321467455534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/04/deus-do-impossivel-quando-tudo-diz-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-4676075360052550864</id><published>2011-04-14T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My adguard</title><content type='html'>The best option for those who want to stop receiving ads when browsing is coming to http://myadguard.com/, here you'll find the program to &lt;a href="http://myadguard.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ad blocker for opera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     , The program can be started manually or automatically on Windows startup, working quietly to keep you safe from unwanted pop-ups, the various software blocks pop-up ads, cookies, and other disorders, but it is a complex tool and you will need a plenty of time to set it up perfectly, come http://myadguard.com/ to you too and have the most efficient blocking ads at your disposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The AdGuard is a program that is &lt;a href="http://myadguard.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;free ad blocker for ie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      Additionally, it enables the user to manually lock the computer all the popup ads that come from adware programs. You can lock in several ways including the title of the window, the user can customize the levels of lock, choosing techniques and technologies you want to block, The AdGuard ensures greater security with regard to conversations between users, exchanging e- mails and free shipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The AdGuard can still be used for &lt;a href="http://myadguard.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;google chrome ad blocker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      , so it is the ideal program for all people, and to have it all at your disposal right now to come and have http://myadguard.com/ this sensational program so quickly , easy and totally secure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-4676075360052550864?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-3543557117836408578</id><published>2011-03-15T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'>Estar Apaixonado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estar apaixonada é sentir,&lt;br /&gt;O coração bater mais forte,&lt;br /&gt;E estremecido de emoção,&lt;br /&gt;Sonhar acordado e ver tudo,&lt;br /&gt;Muito mais colorido,&lt;br /&gt;Sorri para os encantos mais belos&lt;br /&gt;Passear nos bosques De mãos dadas,&lt;br /&gt;Juntinho da pessoa amada,&lt;br /&gt;Em rumo da verdadeira felicidade,&lt;br /&gt;Vaguear na Lua dos en namorados,&lt;br /&gt;Ver o brilho das estrelas nos,&lt;br /&gt;Olhos da pessoa amada,&lt;br /&gt;Desenhar nas nuvens o teu nome,&lt;br /&gt;Em palavras rima versos de amor,&lt;br /&gt;Olhar o arco-íris colorindo o ceu,&lt;br /&gt;Como se estivesse contenplando&lt;br /&gt;Ainda mais o nosso amor&lt;br /&gt;Te beijar enlouquecidamente,&lt;br /&gt;Sentir o teu coração bater,&lt;br /&gt;Juntinho ao meu,&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir os cantos dos passarinhos,&lt;br /&gt;Armonizando a nossa felicidade,&lt;br /&gt;Olhar o Horizonte sorrindo,&lt;br /&gt;Acariciar a tua face e nela,&lt;br /&gt;Ver os sonhos mais lindos,&lt;br /&gt;Dormir e acordar nos teus braços,&lt;br /&gt;Fazer amor de madrugada,&lt;br /&gt;E acordar ao seu lado,&lt;br /&gt;E não pensar em mais nada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-3543557117836408578?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/3543557117836408578/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-5096274190210512884</id><published>2011-03-13T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'>Se tu és...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se é verdade que tu és alegria&lt;br /&gt;contagia-me com teu riso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se é verdade que és aconchego&lt;br /&gt;toma a minha vida e me cuida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se é verdade que és ternura&lt;br /&gt;dize-me ao ouvido doces palavras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se é verdade que és sedução&lt;br /&gt;faz do teu corpo o meu abrigo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se é verdade que és carinho&lt;br /&gt;embala os sonhos meus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se é verdade que és luz&lt;br /&gt;ilumina os meus passos no caminho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se é verdade que és o presente&lt;br /&gt;elege o meu futuro como teu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se é verdade que és esperança&lt;br /&gt;deixa-me conhecer a tua paz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se é verdade que és amor&lt;br /&gt;nada mais tenho a desejar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-5096274190210512884?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/5096274190210512884/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/03/se-tu-es.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/5096274190210512884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/5096274190210512884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/03/se-tu-es.html' title='Se tu és...'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-54906157356161924</id><published>2011-03-11T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'>Não quero outro amor</title><content type='html'>Não quero outro amor, pois, foi em você que encontrei a alegria, o calor e o desejo de ser amada, a tal felicidade tão procurada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero outro amor, pois você é único, um tesouro escondido, uma jóia rara difícil de se encontrar e que jamais longe irei ficar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero outro amor, pois viver ao teu lado é estar num sonho, um sonho cheio de encantos e realizações que sempre busquei viver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero outro amor, pois se longe de ti estou tudo me sufoca, me tira a razão lógica de ser. Sinto-me vazia sem nada entender. Só sei que és parte de mim, algo que me completa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero outro amor, pois a tua voz me acalma, acalenta o meu ser, revigora minhas forças, me dá energia de viver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero outro amor, pois o teu sorriso me inebria, me entorpece porque sem o seu amor nada sou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-54906157356161924?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/54906157356161924/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/03/nao-quero-outro-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/54906157356161924'/><link rel='self' 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pensando em ti.&lt;br /&gt;Se percorreres as estradas procurando te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;E te encontrares desfeito na escuridão&lt;br /&gt;Podes ter a certeza de que em meus pensamentos estarás sempre na perfeição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poderás lutar, poderás até mesmo chorar, mas saibas que nos meus sonhos...&lt;br /&gt;Sempre estarás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se vires o pôr do sol, e imaginares que como o dia acabou, assim também o mundo te abandonou.&lt;br /&gt;Saibas que eu sempre te acompanharei e apesar de tudo eu te amarei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poderás pensar o que quiseres, poderás imaginar o quanto puderes,&lt;br /&gt;Mas meu amor por ti não é sonho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se olhares para trás e achares que já não mais existe o amor&lt;br /&gt;Saibas que estarei SEMPRE em algum lugar pensando em ti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-5964899059958798932?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/5964899059958798932/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/03/qualquer-momento.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/5964899059958798932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/5964899059958798932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/03/qualquer-momento.html' title='A qualquer momento'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-2498728679533097797</id><published>2011-03-07T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.146-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'>Nunca e Nunca</title><content type='html'>Nunca machuque alguém com gestos ou palavras;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca fira o coração, nem desperte nele sentimentos que você não pódera corresponder;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca peça a alguém para que você seja esquecido ou apagado da vida dele;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca peça para alguém para que desista dos sonhos que nutre;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca peça a alguém que saia da sua vida e feche a porta;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca peça a alguém para que viva sem pensar no amanhã;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca peça a alguém para deixar de amar pois,deixando de amar se para de viver.&lt;br /&gt;E isso faz com que a morte seja parcelada em suaves prestações.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca me peça pra desistir daquilo que desejo, porque será um pedido rejeitado,&lt;br /&gt;Pois desistir da minha vida, dos meus sinhos e objetivos&lt;br /&gt;e morrer lentamente...&lt;br /&gt;Nunca peça....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-2498728679533097797?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/2498728679533097797/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/03/nunca-e-nunca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/2498728679533097797'/><link rel='self' 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intensa&lt;br /&gt;Nas nuvens escuras sem chuva cair&lt;br /&gt;Fui procurar à montanha&lt;br /&gt;Naquela floresta sem fim&lt;br /&gt;Desci cachoeiras&lt;br /&gt;Nadei rios encantadores&lt;br /&gt;Cheguei até a praia,&lt;br /&gt;Caminhei sobre a areia macia&lt;br /&gt;Nesse tempo a maré subiu&lt;br /&gt;E voltou ao normal&lt;br /&gt;E não encontrei você&lt;br /&gt;Imaginava encontrar-te na perfeição&lt;br /&gt;No paraíso&lt;br /&gt;No sonho encantado&lt;br /&gt;Vi-te bem perto, no soar das buzinas.&lt;br /&gt;Na correria de uma feira central&lt;br /&gt;Com a fumaça das fábricas entupindo-nos&lt;br /&gt;Achei que o amor fosse perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Ou que teria que ser perfeito para amar&lt;br /&gt;O amor nasceu da raiva&lt;br /&gt;Em querer te revidar cada vez mais&lt;br /&gt;Querendo-te longe de mim&lt;br /&gt;Agora bem pertinho do meu coração;&lt;br /&gt;Amor real que nasceu da amizade virtual&lt;br /&gt;No que depender de mim,&lt;br /&gt;Durará eternamente!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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procurei'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-7569834786132431989</id><published>2011-03-03T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.146-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><title type='text'>Deus está nos chamando</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deus está nos chamando...&lt;br /&gt;Posso ouvir a Sua voz&lt;br /&gt;Dos quatro cantos dessa&lt;br /&gt;Terra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sua palavra é veloz&lt;br /&gt;Ouve, Acorda, Levanta!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amada Noiva de Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Igreja Viva,&lt;br /&gt;Igreja Santa Valente&lt;br /&gt;Filha lá da Cruz&lt;br /&gt;Os tempos e as estações avisam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O grande dia do Senhor já vem!"&lt;br /&gt;Prepara o teu coração&lt;br /&gt;Pra nunca te faltar a unção!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Espírito de Deus está fluindo&lt;br /&gt;E sendo derramado com poder&lt;br /&gt;Prepara todo o teu ser,&lt;br /&gt;Para Jesus te receber!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-7569834786132431989?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/7569834786132431989/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/03/deus-esta-nos-chamando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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não permita que eu perca o ROMANTISMO, mesmo sabendo que as rosas não falam…&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não perca o OTIMISMO, mesmo sabendo que o futuro que nos espera pode não ser tão alegre…&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não perca a VONTADE DE VIVER, mesmo sabendo que a vida é, em muitos momentos, dolorosa…&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não perca a vontade de TER GRANDES AMIGOS, mesmo sabendo que, com as voltas do mundo, eles acabam indo embora de nossas vidas…&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não perca a vontade de AJUDAR AS PESSOAS, mesmo sabendo que muitas delas são incapazes de ver, reconhecer e retribuir, esta ajuda…&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não perca o EQUILÍBRIO, mesmo sabendo que inúmeras forças querem que eu caia…&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não perca a VONTADE DE AMAR, mesmo sabendo que a pessoa que eu mais amo pode não sentir o mesmo sentimento por mim…&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não perca a LUZ E O BRILHO NO OLHAR, mesmo sabendo que muitas coisas que verei no mundo escurecerão meus olhos…&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não perca a GARRA, mesmo sabendo que a derrota e a perda são dois adversários extremamente perigosos…&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não perca o SENTIMENTO DE JUSTIÇA, mesmo sabendo que o prejudicado possa ser eu…&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não perca o meu FORTE ABRAÇO, mesmo sabendo que um dia meus braços estarão fracos…&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não perca a BELEZA E A ALEGRIA DE VER, mesmo sabendo que muitas lágrimas brotarão dos meus olhos e escorrerão por minha alma…&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não perca o AMOR POR MINHA FAMÍLIA, mesmo sabendo que ela muitas vezes me exigiria esforços incríveis para manter a sua harmonia…&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não perca a vontade de DOAR ESTE ENORME AMOR que existe em meu coração, mesmo sabendo que muitas vezes ele será submetido e até rejeitado…&lt;br /&gt;Que eu não perca a vontade de SER GRANDE, mesmo sabendo que o mundo é pequeno…&lt;br /&gt;E acima de tudo… Que eu jamais me esqueça que Deus me ama infinitamente!&lt;br /&gt;Que um pequeno grão de alegria e esperança dentro de cada um é capaz de mudar e transformar qualquer coisa, pois…&lt;br /&gt;A VIDA É CONSTRUÍDA NOS SONHOS E CONCRETIZADA NO AMOR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-5819989854193277842?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/5819989854193277842/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/03/construcao-da-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/5819989854193277842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/5819989854193277842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/03/construcao-da-vida.html' 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Clientes, colegas de trabalho, chefes e subordinados, todos literalmente “perderam a paciência” e não sabem mais onde encontrá-la. Até nossos melhores amigos parecem tê-la perdido em algum lugar. Isso sem falar de nossos familiares. Maridos, esposas, filhos, noras, genros, cunhados, primos, tios, todos vivem numa impaciência sem limites. Onde foi parar a paciência das pessoas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A paciência é uma virtude que não pode ser confundida com a tolerância excessiva, com a aceitação da falta de qualidade, com o não cumprimento do dever. Uma pessoa paciente não é aquela que aceita tudo. É aquela que tem domínio sobre o seu ser. Tanto é verdade que o contrário da paciência é a ira, a raiva, a falta de controle sobre suas emoções. E os melhores sinônimos da paciência são a serenidade e paz de espírito ou ainda a capacidade de resistência a influências externas e o domínio da própria vontade. Assim, quando digo que as pessoas estão “perdendo a paciência”, quero dizer que elas estão perdendo o controle sobre si mesmas e perdendo o domínio da própria vontade e se deixando levar pela emoção e não pela razão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin Franklin afirmava que “quem tem paciência, obtém o que deseja” e Isaac Newton disse: “Se fiz descobertas valiosas, foi mais por ter paciência do que qualquer outro talento”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A paciência é, pois, uma virtude que deve ser cultivada pelas pessoas. Ela pressupõe um exercício constante de empatia – ou seja – de se colocar no lugar das outras pessoas. Requer a humildade para respeitar opiniões alheias mesmo que delas discordando. 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 510px; height: 390px;" src="http://www.culturamix.com/wp-content/gallery/frases-bonitas/frases-bonitas-8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-6331355314242981834?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/6331355314242981834/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_01.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/6331355314242981834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/6331355314242981834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_01.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-4303352502997821547</id><published>2010-12-25T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.152-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento em Fotos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wp.clicrbs.com.br/nathanael/files/2010/07/pensamento-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 506px; height: 728px;" src="http://wp.clicrbs.com.br/nathanael/files/2010/07/pensamento-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-4303352502997821547?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/4303352502997821547/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/4303352502997821547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/4303352502997821547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-2078202388261257064</id><published>2010-12-24T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.152-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagens De Reflexão'/><title type='text'>Destino</title><content type='html'>O que é o destino?&lt;br /&gt;Uma vontade,&lt;br /&gt;Uma ordem,&lt;br /&gt;Um sonho...&lt;br /&gt;Destino é algo sem escolha?&lt;br /&gt;Não sabemos o que é, não sentimos sua presença.&lt;br /&gt;Destino é o nome de uma história que precisamos ler até o último capítulo, para entendê-la.&lt;br /&gt;Destino é uma imaginação do futuro, uma criação da vida.&lt;br /&gt;Nos escolhemos nosso destino...&lt;br /&gt;Se permitirmos viver um destino sem querer, estaremos nos rendendo as armadilhas do mundo fazendo parte de uma história que não nos traz felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Destino é a nossa coragem de lutar por um ideal; coragem de ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Nós escolhemos se queremos viver o calor de uma linda tarde, ou o frio de uma tempestade na madrugada...&lt;br /&gt;Destino simplesmente é a nossa busca pela verdadeira Felicidade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-2078202388261257064?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/2078202388261257064/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/destino.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/2078202388261257064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/2078202388261257064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/destino.html' title='Destino'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-4271669135161317030</id><published>2010-12-23T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.152-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento em Fotos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://alone1.zip.net/images/Salmos_Pensamentos61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 457px; height: 347px;" src="http://alone1.zip.net/images/Salmos_Pensamentos61.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-4271669135161317030?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/4271669135161317030/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/4271669135161317030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/4271669135161317030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-7456474874279326002</id><published>2010-12-22T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagens De Reflexão'/><title type='text'>Família</title><content type='html'>Você pode ter milhões de amigos, milhões de namorados, milhões de fases, milhões de qualidades, milhões de defeitos, mas no fim, quem vai estar do seu lado em todas as suas atitudes, não importa o seu jeito ou o que você faça, que vai te aceitar do jeito que você é, é a sua família. Eu aprendi que o melhor brinquedo é a sua família. Brinquedos vivos, que dão e recebem, que nos fazem crescer e crescem também pelas nossas mãos. Que se transformam depois em grandes amigos para toda a vida, em companhia sempre presente de qualquer maneira. Em algo que fica quando se perde tudo aquilo a que nos conduziu a nossa loucura, quando se perde o que o tempo nos vai levando. Posso dizer que sou uma pessoa de grande privilégio, pois tenho a melhor família que alguém poderia ter. Tem as pessoas mais loucas, mais retardadas, mais felizes, mais unidas, mais amadas. Estando com eles, seja como for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-7456474874279326002?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/7456474874279326002/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/familia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/7456474874279326002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/7456474874279326002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/familia.html' title='Família'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-585346884724114077</id><published>2010-12-21T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento em Fotos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.maniadeintimidade.blogger.com.br/pensamentoA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 444px; height: 341px;" src="http://www.maniadeintimidade.blogger.com.br/pensamentoA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-585346884724114077?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/585346884724114077/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/585346884724114077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/585346884724114077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-1003306085394488089</id><published>2010-12-20T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagens De Reflexão'/><title type='text'>Fábula da Verdade</title><content type='html'>Um dia, a Verdade andava visitando os homens sem roupas e sem adornos, tão&lt;br /&gt;nua como o seu nome.E todos que a viam viravam-lhe as costas de vergonha&lt;br /&gt;ou de medo e ninguém lhe dava as boas vindas.&lt;br /&gt;Assim, a Verdade percorria os confins da Terra, rejeitada e desprezada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma tarde, muito desconsolada e triste, encontrou a Parábola, que passeava alegremente, num traje belo e muito colorido.&lt;br /&gt;- Verdade, por que estás tão abatida? - perguntou a Parábola.&lt;br /&gt;- Porque devo ser muito feia já que os homens me evitam tanto!&lt;br /&gt;- Que disparate! - riu a Parábola - não é por isso que os homens te evitam.&lt;br /&gt;Toma, veste algumas das minhas roupas e vê o que acontece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então a Verdade pôs algumas das lindas vestes da Parábola e, de repente,&lt;br /&gt;por toda à parte onde passa era bem-vinda.&lt;br /&gt;- Pois os homens não gostam de encarar a Verdade nua; eles a preferem disfarçada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-1003306085394488089?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/1003306085394488089/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/fabula-da-verdade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/1003306085394488089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/1003306085394488089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/fabula-da-verdade.html' title='Fábula da Verdade'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-16500290372383694</id><published>2010-12-19T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento em Fotos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.anossaancora.org/pagina/pensamentos/pensamento5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 446px; height: 263px;" src="http://www.anossaancora.org/pagina/pensamentos/pensamento5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-16500290372383694?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/16500290372383694/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/16500290372383694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/16500290372383694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-8014762741729492957</id><published>2010-12-18T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagens De Reflexão'/><title type='text'>Sonhe</title><content type='html'>Um dia uma criança chegou diante de um pensador e perguntou-lhe:”Que tamanho tem o universo?”Acariciando a cabeça da criança,ele olhou para o infinito e respondeu:”O universo tem o tamanho do seu mundo.”Perturbada,ela novamente indagou:”Que tamanho tem meu mundo?”O pensador respondeu:”Tem o tamanho dos seus sonhos.”Se seus sonhos são pequenos,sua visão será pequena,suas metas serão limitadas,seus alvos serão diminutos,sua estrada será estreita,sua capacidade de suportar as tormentas será frágil.Os sonhos regam a existência com sentido.Se seus sonhos são frágeis,sua comida não terá sabor,suas primaveras não terão flores,suas manhãs não terão orvalho,sua emoção não terá romances.A presença dos sonhos transforma os miseráveis em reis,faz dos idosos,jovens,e a ausência deles transforma milionários em mendigos faz dos jovens idosos.Os sonhos trazem saúde para a emoção, equipam o frágil para ser autor da sua história,fazem os tímidos terem golpes de ousadia e os derrotados serem construtores de oportunidades.Sonhe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-8014762741729492957?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/8014762741729492957/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/sonhe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/8014762741729492957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/8014762741729492957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/sonhe.html' title='Sonhe'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-3481252255816351928</id><published>2010-12-17T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.154-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias em Fotos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fotos.imagensporfavor.com/img/pics/glitters/p/poema-7840.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 473px; height: 315px;" src="http://fotos.imagensporfavor.com/img/pics/glitters/p/poema-7840.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-3481252255816351928?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/3481252255816351928/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/3481252255816351928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/3481252255816351928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-3234262442970489001</id><published>2010-12-16T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.154-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagens De Reflexão'/><title type='text'>Borboletas</title><content type='html'>Quando depositamos muita confiança ou expectativas em uma pessoa, o risco de&lt;br /&gt;se decepcionar é grande.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas não estão neste mundo para satisfazer as nossas expectativas, assim como não estamos aqui, para satisfazer as dela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temos que nos bastar... nos bastar sempre e quando procuramos estar com alguém, temos que nos conscientizar de que estamos juntos porque gostamos, porque queremos e nos sentimos bem, nunca por precisar de alguém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas não se precisam, elas se completam... não por serem metades, mas por serem inteiras, dispostas a dividir objetivos comuns, alegrias e vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o tempo, você vai percebendo que para ser feliz com a outra pessoa, você precisa em primeiro lugar, não precisar dela. Percebe também que aquela pessoa que você ama (ou acha que ama) e que não quer nada com você, definitivamente, não é o homem ou a mulher de sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você aprende a gostar de você, a cuidar de você, e principalmente a gostar de quem gosta de você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O segredo é não cuidar das borboletas e sim cuidar do jardim para que elas venham até você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No final das contas, você vai achar&lt;br /&gt;não quem você estava procurando, mas quem estava procurando por você!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-3234262442970489001?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/3234262442970489001/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/borboletas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/3234262442970489001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/3234262442970489001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/borboletas.html' title='Borboletas'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-5439346763580495043</id><published>2010-12-15T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.154-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias em Fotos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIwUWdeEdU0/S40B7LVs-EI/AAAAAAAAGEs/lpX-JWH6rKs/s400/poesia+rubem+alves+muito+legal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 390px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIwUWdeEdU0/S40B7LVs-EI/AAAAAAAAGEs/lpX-JWH6rKs/s400/poesia+rubem+alves+muito+legal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-5439346763580495043?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/5439346763580495043/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/5439346763580495043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/5439346763580495043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIwUWdeEdU0/S40B7LVs-EI/AAAAAAAAGEs/lpX-JWH6rKs/s72-c/poesia+rubem+alves+muito+legal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-5776749412515868769</id><published>2010-12-14T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.154-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagens De Reflexão'/><title type='text'>Lições na montanha</title><content type='html'>Vida de turista é fascinante, não é mesmo? Andamos por lugares variados, cada um com suas peculiaridades, mas há sempre um lugar que marca a nossa vida de um modo especial, e desejamos retornar a ele sempre que temos uma nova oportunidade. Para mim, a montanha é um desses lugares. Ela tem marcado a minha vida, pois é lá que o Mestre tem nos ensinado lições importantes, lições que se aplicam à vida de todas as pessoas do mundo. É por isso que estamos retornando à montanha. E é bom apressarmos o passo, pois eu quero encontrar um lugar bem perto de Jesus para não perder uma só palavra sua. Eu cheguei a trazer uma caneta e um bloco de anotações. Quero anotar tudo o que o Mestre disser, para depois colocar em prática no meu dia-a-dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estamos chegando, pessoal! Parece que o Mestre já está se preparando para começar a falar. Ainda bem que chegamos a tempo. Vejam quanta gente está aqui hoje. Ouçam com atenção o que Jesus, o nosso grande Mestre, tem a nos ensinar hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nem todo o que me chama ‘Senhor, Senhor’ entrará no Reino do céu, mas somente aquele que faz a vontade do meu Pai que está no céu." Mateus 7.21&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-5776749412515868769?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/5776749412515868769/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/licoes-na-montanha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/5776749412515868769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/5776749412515868769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/licoes-na-montanha.html' title='Lições na montanha'/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504742913929814021.post-5305569674827294331</id><published>2010-12-13T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:10:22.154-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias em Fotos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.semprealegria.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/poesia-ao-entardecer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 550px; height: 413px;" src="http://www.semprealegria.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/poesia-ao-entardecer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7504742913929814021-5305569674827294331?l=poesiasnanet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/feeds/5305569674827294331/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/5305569674827294331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7504742913929814021/posts/default/5305569674827294331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiasnanet.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Sophie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11602485428377932650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
