Life begins at Inching close to this number, I was inspired to write this piece after I heard a thought- provoking poem that was shared in passing during lunch at work. This poem, My Soul has a hat by Brazilian poet, Mario de Andrade, makes you want to introspect at the life gone by and the impatience that one develops by the time one reaches close to
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I have more past than future. I feel like the boy who received a bowl of candies. The first ones, he ate ungracious, but when he realized there were only a few left, he began to taste them deeply.
I feel like a child who won a pack of candies: at first he ate them with pleasure But when he realized that there was little left, he began to taste them intensely. I no longer have the patience To stand absurd people who, despite their chronological age, have not grown up. My time is too short: I want the essence, my spirit is in a hurry. I do not have much candy In the package anymore. In this way, human dignity is defended and we live in truth and honesty. It is the essentials that make life useful. I want to surround myself with people who know how to touch the hearts of those whom hard strokes of life have learned to grow with sweet touches of the soul.