<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128</id><updated>2011-12-20T17:42:21.191Z</updated><category term='Acrilica sobre tela Preço 1OO € VENDIDO'/><category term='Acrilica sobre tela Reservado'/><category term='Acrilica sobre tela Preço 90€'/><category term='Acrilica sobre tela Preço: 100 € VENDIDO'/><category term='Acrilica sobre tela Preço 100 € VENDIDO'/><category term='Acrilica sobre tela Preço: 135 €'/><category term='Noites Felizes'/><category term='Acrilica sobre tela Preço: 35 € cada'/><category term='Acrilica sobre tela Vendido'/><category term='Acrilica sobre tela  Preço: 80 €'/><category term='Acrilica sobre tela Preço: 25 €'/><category term='Acrilica sobre tela Preço 155€'/><category term='Acrilica sobre tela Preço 150€ VENDIDO'/><title type='text'>Silêncio Prateado</title><subtitle type='html'>Pedaços de mim...
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Uma imensidão de sentires...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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#999999; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;P&lt;/span&gt;erfeita Sintonia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EU E TU... e O NOSSO DIA-A-DIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-8955002786036862852?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S5bYIvhIpMI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/LTxQ6hkj0dk/s72-c/Pure_Happiness_by_LoveHopeStrength.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-6496816130681157501</id><published>2010-02-27T20:46:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-27T20:48:31.647Z</updated><title type='text'>Coração no Peito, Coração no Mar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S4mDORojfpI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/clr7f2kafwM/s1600-h/dsc06104q.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S4mDORojfpI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/clr7f2kafwM/s320/dsc06104q.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;O silêncio na terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;A calma no mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Um perfeito coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Palavras a embalar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Palavras que habitam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;No meu interior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Uma magia perfeita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Um olhar encantador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;As saudades que sinto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Que não quero esconder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Que trazem a saudade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Num trilho qualquer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Um coração no peito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Que soubeste agarrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Ao qual deste alegria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Um sorriso sem igual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Uma&amp;nbsp;doce melodia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;O som das palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Que trouxeram até mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Aquilo que mais queria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;As tuas mãos nas minhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Um simples acordar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Que faz toda a diferença&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Até a manhã chegar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Um misto de alegria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;De um sonho invulgar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Que aquece o meu peito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Que me leva até ao Mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Um Mar intenso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;De natural imensidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Que me fez brilhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Sentir o coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' 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Mar'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S4mDORojfpI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/clr7f2kafwM/s72-c/dsc06104q.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-5435649881004870557</id><published>2010-02-21T22:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-21T22:31:39.985Z</updated><title type='text'>Um novo amanhecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S4Gz2GuWjtI/AAAAAAAAA3I/DCysjmCneTg/s1600-h/imagemmmm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S4Gz2GuWjtI/AAAAAAAAA3I/DCysjmCneTg/s320/imagemmmm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em cada manhã&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um belo acordar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um raio de sol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em mim a sussurrar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A beleza das coisas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do que é real.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daquilo que sinto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que me faz sonhar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os teus olhos em mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A genuína inspiração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentimentos inexplicáveis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pura emoção.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As saudades que sinto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que me fazem feliz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque sei que encontrei&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&amp;nbsp;que sempre quis. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-5435649881004870557?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/5435649881004870557/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=5435649881004870557&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/5435649881004870557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/5435649881004870557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2010/02/um-novo-amanhecer.html' title='Um novo 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o momento ideal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a leveza da serra &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;paisagem surreal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O brilho da neve&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dentro de mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que me leva a sorrir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que me faz sentir assim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O sol que espreita&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Quando estou contigo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-7796066158888852954?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/7796066158888852954/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=7796066158888852954&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/7796066158888852954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/7796066158888852954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2010/02/cada-palavra-um-sorriso-cada-passeio.html' title=''/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S3bdG8YJ60I/AAAAAAAAA2A/B7cpbsVjutY/s72-c/0bb608d4100b31c3a42a6b08f11bf636.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-8320675236441442715</id><published>2010-02-06T19:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-06T19:11:25.894Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S22-SyyA0uI/AAAAAAAAA1o/jQsm8OMWrjc/s1600-h/Invincible_Summer_by_ThisFallingStar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S22-SyyA0uI/AAAAAAAAA1o/jQsm8OMWrjc/s320/Invincible_Summer_by_ThisFallingStar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;uas almas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Um incessante acordar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Sombras perfeitas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Em cada olhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;m sopro de calma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Em mim a bater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Por entre a magia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Que sei entender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;m coração saltitante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Que consegue sonhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Por entre as palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Por dentro do mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;m mar de silêncios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;De natural imensidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Onde oiço a tua voz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;A voz do coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-8320675236441442715?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/8320675236441442715/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=8320675236441442715&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-5933717298441824683</id><published>2010-01-31T23:56:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-31T23:58:39.260Z</updated><title type='text'>ABRAÇO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S2YYFFXni8I/AAAAAAAAA1g/mfUUzFiqFHg/s320/abra%C3%A7o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;O abraço perfeito &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Desde o interior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Onde espreita a magia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Um sorriso encantador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;A magia de ser eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;A magia do sentir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Uma alma sonhadora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Que aprendeu a sorrir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Um céu de estrelas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Um eterno luar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Onde sonho e acredito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Onde posso sonhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;A força das palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Por entre a imensidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Dentro de duas almas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Uma linda recordação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-5933717298441824683?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/5933717298441824683/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;O sonho perfeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;O sonho ideal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;que leva e trás magia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Que me faz acreditar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;A magia das coisas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Na&amp;nbsp;suavidade do sentir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;que me leva para longe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;que me faz sorrir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Sorrisos perfeitos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;do coração até a voz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Caminhos estreitos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Da alma até nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-3976785554819677781?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/3976785554819677781/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=3976785554819677781&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/3976785554819677781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/3976785554819677781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2010/01/magia-do-sonhar.html' title='A magia do Sonhar...'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S2DbmEGj-YI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/oO2VNC4d3SE/s72-c/Sleep_Tight_Sweet_Dreams____by_Aeburse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-5275049249562287505</id><published>2010-01-24T12:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-24T13:01:10.221Z</updated><title type='text'>Noite Perfeita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1w7yo8PxgI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Lqr00819Ywo/s1600-h/tumblr_kvoastTU9t1qa74uoo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1w7yo8PxgI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Lqr00819Ywo/s320/tumblr_kvoastTU9t1qa74uoo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Para melhor muda-se sempre, nem que para isso tenhamos que dar mil voltas á vida, á esfera invisível que temos á nossa volta e que tantas vezes nos faz duvidar de tudo e de todos…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Cabe a cada um ter a força necessária e a ousadia de tentar ver a beleza onde ela nem sempre existe, ou onde por vezes por teimosia ou parvoíce não queremos ver, foi isso que eu fiz. Vi a beleza nas mais pequenas coisas, coisas que aos olhos de muitos são exíguas, banais, insignificantes, mas que para mim fazem toda a diferença. Vi a beleza de ter na minha vida alguém como tu…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Tive a noite mais linda dos últimos tempos, muitos sorrisos, conversas, palavras, música e a companhia perfeita. Foi bom. Foi bom passear contigo, fez-me bem ao coração e á alma. Senti-me á vontade ao pé de ti. Nada podia ter sido mais perfeito, nada mesmo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;De tudo, da minha vida nos últimos tempos, das minhas vivências, tiro uma conclusão tardia mas atempada ao mesmo tempo, devemos viver intensamente cada minuto, mesmo. que o coração hesite O meu hesitou, mas a razão falou mais alto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Tenho-te na minha vida, apesar de não te ter deixado entrar nela ao principio, mas tudo mudou, para melhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Hoje não me importa de mais nada, só quero continuar a sorrir… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-5275049249562287505?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/5275049249562287505/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=5275049249562287505&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/5275049249562287505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/5275049249562287505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2010/01/noite-perfeita.html' title='Noite Perfeita'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1w7yo8PxgI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Lqr00819Ywo/s72-c/tumblr_kvoastTU9t1qa74uoo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-1051294442427837119</id><published>2010-01-20T15:03:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-20T16:43:21.220Z</updated><title type='text'>O meu mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1caUZFYbwI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/w0fyxjDzL6E/s1600-h/tumblr_kujxqjKvET1qa0n60o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1caUZFYbwI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/w0fyxjDzL6E/s320/tumblr_kujxqjKvET1qa0n60o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Vou mostrar-te o &lt;strong&gt;meu mundo&lt;/strong&gt; tal e qual como ele é, vou levar-te para dentro das minhas &lt;strong&gt;palavras&lt;/strong&gt;, destes &lt;strong&gt;sentires&lt;/strong&gt; que só eu conheço, só eu te consigo explicar, vou mostrar-te o lugar lindo e mágico que possuo, onde nutro os mais &lt;strong&gt;belos sentimentos&lt;/strong&gt;, a pureza de ser eu, sem distorcer, sem abreviar as coisas, sem encurtar verdades, porque eu sou assim e nada nem ninguém vai mudar o &lt;strong&gt;meu mundo&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Este mundo &lt;strong&gt;cor-de-rosa&lt;/strong&gt; que por vezes é envolvido por nuvens cinzentas, mas que nunca perde o &lt;strong&gt;brilho,&lt;/strong&gt; este mundo que é meu por direito, porque eu acredito na vida, na &lt;strong&gt;beleza&lt;/strong&gt; das coisas, na verdadeira &lt;strong&gt;amizade&lt;/strong&gt; e imagina tu que ainda consigo acreditar em &lt;strong&gt;Amor&lt;/strong&gt;! Vou falar-te de &lt;strong&gt;sorrisos&lt;/strong&gt;, de &lt;strong&gt;pensamentos intensos&lt;/strong&gt;, vou ensinar-te a ouvir o &lt;strong&gt;mar&lt;/strong&gt;, o &lt;strong&gt;cheirinho da maresia&lt;/strong&gt;, mesmo longe. Vou ensinar-te a &lt;strong&gt;voar&lt;/strong&gt;, a levar o pensamento pra longe, vou mostrar-te o &lt;strong&gt;luar&lt;/strong&gt; e o verdadeiro sentido da &lt;strong&gt;noite&lt;/strong&gt;. Vou sentar-me contigo numa estrela e fazer-te acreditar na &lt;strong&gt;simplicidade das coisas&lt;/strong&gt;, e ai vais perceber o quão lindo é o meu interior e que a beleza de tudo está apenas na verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Nesse instante vais entrar num mundo rematado, um mundo cheio de tudo, mas e, sobretudo um mundo pra sonhar. &lt;strong&gt;Um mundo pequenino onde vivo intensamente a cada minuto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-1051294442427837119?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/1051294442427837119/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=1051294442427837119&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1051294442427837119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1051294442427837119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-meu-mundo.html' title='O meu mundo'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1caUZFYbwI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/w0fyxjDzL6E/s72-c/tumblr_kujxqjKvET1qa0n60o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-1031897151378995777</id><published>2010-01-18T21:55:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:57:48.101Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1TVWCqg4XI/AAAAAAAAAzw/LZ_JFhtxOSw/s1600-h/2301fe0030968adf1cfe4ffc8f3f8d62.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1TVWCqg4XI/AAAAAAAAAzw/LZ_JFhtxOSw/s320/2301fe0030968adf1cfe4ffc8f3f8d62.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Consegues ver o brilho no meu olhar? Vês que desta vez não fugi? Senti-me bem ao teu lado e ainda bem que tenho na minha vida alguém como tu, ainda bem que te encontrei, por acaso ou não, o certo é que trouxeste á minha vida outras cores e&amp;nbsp; outro sentido. Devo-te alguns pedidos de desculpa por ter andado a "fugir" de ti até hoje. Não foi por medo, ou por receio de nada, foi apenas porque não deu ou porque sou uma tonta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Não tenho nada a perder, nada mesmo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;A promessa que te fiz está de pé, e vamos sair mais vezes, não te preocupes que vamos! E para a próxima não vão ser só uns minutos, mas uma tarde... sei lá... depois vemos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Gostei de te ver, gostei de te olhar, gostei da tua companhia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;GOSTO DE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;TE TER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;NA MINHA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;VIDA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-1031897151378995777?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/1031897151378995777/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=1031897151378995777&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1031897151378995777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1031897151378995777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2010/01/consegues-ver-o-brilho-no-meu-olhar-ves.html' title=''/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1TVWCqg4XI/AAAAAAAAAzw/LZ_JFhtxOSw/s72-c/2301fe0030968adf1cfe4ffc8f3f8d62.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-785687149034137037</id><published>2010-01-17T00:37:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-01-17T02:26:39.858Z</updated><title type='text'>Voar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1JZYRfV_II/AAAAAAAAAzo/C17J86guPo0/s1600-h/passaros.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1JZYRfV_II/AAAAAAAAAzo/C17J86guPo0/s320/passaros.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uero voar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;por entre o azul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o infinito luar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por entre beleza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a vontade de sonhar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uero ser a certeza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por entre a imensidão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pelos caminhos da vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seguir o coração.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um&amp;nbsp;CORAÇÃO que não mente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e que sabe sentir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que chora e que brilha, que sabe sorrir!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uero uma vida completa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheia de emoção&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uero ser alma liberta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma eterna canção.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-785687149034137037?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/785687149034137037/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=785687149034137037&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/785687149034137037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/785687149034137037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2010/01/voar.html' title='Voar'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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como os outros, ao fim da tarde uma triste noticia... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Perdi mais um Amigo, um Amigo que teve um fim de vida sofrido e cheio de angústia, um Amigo que deixa muitas saudades, um ser humano verdadeiro que nunca deu uma má palavra a quem quer que fosse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A minha alma está de luto, mas no coração vou guardar todos os bons momentos, todas as horas de partilha, de conversa e de Pura Amizade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATÉ SEMPRE AMIGO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;As palavras não saem... tenho o coração desfeito.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-825344179609970623?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/825344179609970623/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=825344179609970623&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/825344179609970623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/825344179609970623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2010/01/adeus-ate-sempre.html' title='Adeus... até sempre!'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S04cT8M-bwI/AAAAAAAAAyw/m0ulWFSrpd4/s72-c/l%C3%A1grima.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-2204260699312751506</id><published>2010-01-09T17:45:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-09T20:39:57.668Z</updated><title type='text'>Rosa Intenso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S0jATkFxatI/AAAAAAAAAyA/4yRQs9UU05w/s1600-h/2924503.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S0jATkFxatI/AAAAAAAAAyA/4yRQs9UU05w/s320/2924503.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Vagueio nos sentidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Numa paz aconchegante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Neste rosa intenso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Perfeito e estonteante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;O som da maresia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;A suavidade do mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;A límpida sinfonia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Que aqui venho encontrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Palavras encontradas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Semeadas no peito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Onde encontro um sorriso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Um sonho perfeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-2204260699312751506?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/2204260699312751506/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=2204260699312751506&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2204260699312751506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2204260699312751506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2010/01/rosa-intenso.html' title='Rosa Intenso'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S0jATkFxatI/AAAAAAAAAyA/4yRQs9UU05w/s72-c/2924503.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-3800361262051967665</id><published>2010-01-04T02:02:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-01-04T02:07:48.209Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S0FK9PYRVDI/AAAAAAAAAxo/zJHpLDJ-4Wc/s1600-h/set+2009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S0FK9PYRVDI/AAAAAAAAAxo/zJHpLDJ-4Wc/s320/set+2009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma &lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;força &lt;/span&gt;que abraço&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que consigo agarrar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que me trás um &lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;sorriso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E um &lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;brilho &lt;/span&gt;no olhar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A &lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;vida&lt;/span&gt; agarrou-me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E trouxe até mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um &lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;arco-íris&lt;/span&gt; de &lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;sonhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A &lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;beleza&lt;/span&gt; de um jardim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; coração&lt;/span&gt; dentro do peito&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A &lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;simplicidade &lt;/span&gt;do olhar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As &lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;palavras &lt;/span&gt;mais intensas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma folha pra rabiscar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Sentimentos &lt;/span&gt;desenhados&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Numa &lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;alma&lt;/span&gt; particular&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Onde divago nos &lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;sonhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Onde consigo sossegar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A verdade dos sentidos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; sons&lt;/span&gt; do coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A certeza que tenho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A &lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;força &lt;/span&gt;de um furacão.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um ano de 2010 muito feliz a todos!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não se esqueçam nunca que o sonho comanda a vida, e sonhar é sempre preciso…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-3800361262051967665?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S0FK9PYRVDI/AAAAAAAAAxo/zJHpLDJ-4Wc/s72-c/set+2009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-673361023413628188</id><published>2009-12-30T00:27:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-30T00:34:53.304Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SzqeCRDEZGI/AAAAAAAAAxg/fdZyNXf5YCE/s1600-h/34rcfhg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SzqeCRDEZGI/AAAAAAAAAxg/fdZyNXf5YCE/s320/34rcfhg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinto o coração a bater forte, nuns batimentos que há muito não sentia. Uns batimentos que me fazem sorrir, por dentro e por fora, como por magia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não sei se o caminho para onde esta magia me vai levar, sei, apenas e só que me sinto bem assim, sinto-me bem ao teu lado, na tua companhia, sinto-me a renascer de dia pra dia, e faz-me tão bem. Quando estou contigo volto a ver as cores que tinham&amp;nbsp;esmorecido da minha vida, as tonalidades mais intensas e marcantes. Gosto da forma como olhas para mim, da forma como me fazes sentir, sinto-me uma adolescente quando te vejo, fazes-me bem, sinto-me calma quando falamos,&amp;nbsp;gosto da cumplicidade&amp;nbsp;que aos poucos construímos, sinto que és uma das pessoas que faz a minha vida ter mais cor e mais sentido.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;És o Amigo presente que eu tanto precisava e que não procurei, mas encontrei, que este seja o inicio de uma linda história de cumplicidade. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-673361023413628188?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/673361023413628188/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=673361023413628188&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/673361023413628188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/673361023413628188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/12/sinto-o-coracao-bater-forte-nuns.html' title=''/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SzqeCRDEZGI/AAAAAAAAAxg/fdZyNXf5YCE/s72-c/34rcfhg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-7717622655825690115</id><published>2009-12-27T15:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-27T15:47:10.332Z</updated><title type='text'>Quero...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SzeAjz5GMJI/AAAAAAAAAxY/lYb_KQwTfzo/s1600-h/2w4bfx0kjhvgbuniubyun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SzeAjz5GMJI/AAAAAAAAAxY/lYb_KQwTfzo/s320/2w4bfx0kjhvgbuniubyun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;2009 está a chegar ao fim… 2oo9 foi um ano muito marcante na minha vida, um ano de muita aprendizagem, de novas descobertas, de grandes revelações. Um ano que me marcou imenso de uma forma mais negativa do que eu estava á espera. Neste ano quero deixar todas as coisas menos positivas, abandoná-las de vez, dar-lhe o rumo que tanto merecem. De 2009 vou guardar grandes e eternas recordações, grandes momentos, lindas pessoas que tenho na minha vida, os verdadeiros amigos, as pessoas que me fazem sorrir, que me preenchem o coração por dentro, vou guardar a beleza das coisas mais sublimes, mas verdadeiras que vivi, vou guardar o que é digno de ser guardado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Não quero, de forma alguma, arrastar as coisas que me magoaram ou me feriram a alma para este ano que não tarda a chegar, porque essas coisas têm o valor que têm, e afinal não me servem de nada, não me enaltecem, não me orgulham, apenas e só me fizeram crescer e ser mais eu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Em 2010 espero continuar a viver como nestes últimos meses da minha vida, quero continuar a apreciar as pequenas e raras sensações que a vida me queria oferecer mas que eu teimava em repelir. Quero continuar a divertir-me, quero sair, quero conhecer pessoas novas, quero tudo o que mereço, quero continuar a ser feliz e tornar o meu sorriso nos mais belos do mundo, quero ser livre, quero aproveitar a vida da melhor forma e fazer sorrir as pessoas que amo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Quero e vou guardar no meu coração os sonhos, as vontades, os sentires, as verdades, a pureza dos sentidos, a certeza que tenho tudo para ser Feliz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Em 2010 quero:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Grandes Abraços,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Pequenos mas Grandes gestos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Quero sorrisos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Quero Amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-7717622655825690115?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/7717622655825690115/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=7717622655825690115&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/7717622655825690115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/7717622655825690115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/12/quero.html' title='Quero...'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SzeAjz5GMJI/AAAAAAAAAxY/lYb_KQwTfzo/s72-c/2w4bfx0kjhvgbuniubyun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-988694278221638786</id><published>2009-12-24T21:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-24T21:38:57.449Z</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SzPe85SH6bI/AAAAAAAAAxI/tdSbN4m4zQ4/s1600-h/2vw74tjnj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SzPe85SH6bI/AAAAAAAAAxI/tdSbN4m4zQ4/s320/2vw74tjnj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um Natal cheio de coisas boas e um 2010 feliz e repleto de felicidade a todas as pessoas que visitam o meu cantinho e que estão no meu coração.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-988694278221638786?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/988694278221638786/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=988694278221638786&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/988694278221638786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/988694278221638786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/12/feliz-natal.html' title='Feliz Natal'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SzPe85SH6bI/AAAAAAAAAxI/tdSbN4m4zQ4/s72-c/2vw74tjnj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-6616449053193767145</id><published>2009-12-19T00:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-24T21:40:51.527Z</updated><title type='text'>Sinto...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Sywe43vqMuI/AAAAAAAAAxA/s5jlEER1SqI/s1600-h/Imagem_(5).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Sywe43vqMuI/AAAAAAAAAxA/s5jlEER1SqI/s320/Imagem_(5).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;"&gt;Sinto-me livre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;"&gt;Sinto-me bem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;"&gt;Sinto-me feliz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-6616449053193767145?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/6616449053193767145/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=6616449053193767145&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/6616449053193767145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/6616449053193767145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/12/sinro.html' title='Sinto...'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Sywe43vqMuI/AAAAAAAAAxA/s5jlEER1SqI/s72-c/Imagem_(5).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-2443479201011276735</id><published>2009-12-14T00:58:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-14T01:04:54.232Z</updated><title type='text'>SORRISO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SyWO3Fb3mSI/AAAAAAAAAw4/fACRyDnn13k/s1600-h/let_the_rain_fall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rs="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SyWO3Fb3mSI/AAAAAAAAAw4/fACRyDnn13k/s400/let_the_rain_fall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Mesmo quando a chuva não pára de cair sinto uma leveza dentro do peito, uma sensação de harmonia e de bem-estar comigo própria, há uns tempos para cá sinto-me como há muito não me sentia, sinto-me mais mulher, mais eu, sinto-me livre, de pensamentos de recordações más, sinto-me como o vento, como a chuva que caí de mansinho, tão levemente, sinto uma imensidão de coisas que não sou capaz de explicar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Nesta altura da minha vida as coisas surgem com mais clareza na minha cabeça e no meu coração, de tal forma que já não dou valor a coisas que há uns tempos atrás fariam todo o sentido e mereceriam toda a minha atenção, e que hoje são coisas banais, coisas sem a menor importância.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Encontrei o equilíbrio dentro de mim, uma razão para existir e para querer ser mais eu. Momentos passados, memórias eloquentes, sentimentos de culpa?!!! Isso já não faz sentido. A única coisa que faz sentido é o presente, os sentimentos nobres e saudáveis que construo dentro de mim, as sensações e as emoções que tenho vivido e que espero viver cada vez mais intensamente… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Felizmente posso andar de cabeça erguida e com um sorriso na boca e no olhar, não sou mais nem menos que ninguém, mas uma coisa tenho que confessar, sou sincera, não gosto de hipocrisia e de pessoas falsas, fúteis, pessoas que só vêm o seu próprio prazer e só olham para o seu próprio umbigo. Esse tipo de pessoas para mim não tem valor, nem muito nem pouco, simplesmente não têm! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A simplicidade de cada um de nós está em sermos nós próprios, está na beleza dos nossos actos e na pureza do que sentimos… SEMPRE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou feliz e serei cada vez mais&lt;/strong&gt;, o meu sorriso há-de ser cada vez maior, mais intenso e mais meu! Sou feliz com as pessoas que tenho na minha vida, todas elas, todas as pessoas que amo, todas as que me fazem sorrir, sem excepção, até porque só está no meu coração e na minha vida quem eu quero. O resto meus amigos, torna-se invisível e sem importância.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um beijinho muito grande ao &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Jorgito&lt;/span&gt;, o meu Amigo de todas as horas, ao meu Amigo dos sorrisos, dos sorrisos verdadeiros e reais. &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;ADOROTE&lt;/span&gt;, não preciso dizer-te aquilo que já sabes há muito!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SyWN2INGRRI/AAAAAAAAAww/50vXEyuM7vM/s1600-h/MULHER_DA_CHUVA%5B1%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rs="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SyWN2INGRRI/AAAAAAAAAww/50vXEyuM7vM/s400/MULHER_DA_CHUVA%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-2443479201011276735?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/2443479201011276735/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=2443479201011276735&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2443479201011276735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2443479201011276735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/12/sorriso.html' title='SORRISO'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SyWO3Fb3mSI/AAAAAAAAAw4/fACRyDnn13k/s72-c/let_the_rain_fall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-6165766871019467726</id><published>2009-12-11T01:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-11T01:44:55.768Z</updated><title type='text'>Azul Mais que Perfeito</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SyGjb6qm7tI/AAAAAAAAAwY/g-qlOGVK310/s1600-h/mar%2520e%2520areia%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SyGjb6qm7tI/AAAAAAAAAwY/g-qlOGVK310/s320/mar%2520e%2520areia%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;zul perfeito&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Azul ideal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estrada de pensamentos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que percorro em mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que me trás a magia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma magia sem fim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Céu intenso&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Concreto, particular&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por entre os sonhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por entre o meu Mar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um Mar que admiro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que sei sentir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que me trás encantamento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que me enche o coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De uma linda simplicidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De uma enorme imensidão.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-6165766871019467726?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/6165766871019467726/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=6165766871019467726&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/6165766871019467726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/6165766871019467726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/12/zul-perfeito-azul-ideal-estrada-de.html' title='Azul Mais que Perfeito'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SyGjb6qm7tI/AAAAAAAAAwY/g-qlOGVK310/s72-c/mar%2520e%2520areia%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-8471672011281183240</id><published>2009-12-11T00:15:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-11T00:17:43.674Z</updated><title type='text'>Selinho oferecido pela Pequena Amadora</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SyGLDs1_CpI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Uj6th649LeA/s1600-h/SELO_E~1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SyGLDs1_CpI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Uj6th649LeA/s320/SELO_E~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Foi-me oferecido este selinho pela Pequena Amadora, (&lt;a href="http://desejos-caprichos.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://desejos-caprichos.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp;uma amiga que tem um lindo blog, que costumo visitar. Com o selinho veio também um desafio, este selo-prémio tem as seguintes regras:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Citar uma frase, titulo, história sobre os seguintes seis temas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;vida, cinema, literatura, viagem, amor e sexo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;vida&lt;/span&gt; é a coisa mais linda que possuo, quero vivê-la&amp;nbsp;e ser feliz!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se os filmes românticos fazem sonhar então vou ao &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;cinema&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;literatura&lt;/span&gt; é um mundo fascinante, espero conseguir realizar um sonho antigo. editar o meu próprio livro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Falar de &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Amor&lt;/span&gt;... Ou se ama, ou não se ama. O &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Amor&lt;/span&gt; comanda tudo dentro de nós...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Sexo&lt;/span&gt; para mim não faz sentido, fazer amor sim. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Sexo&lt;/span&gt; faz quem não ama, quem quer apenas um corpo sem alma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-8471672011281183240?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/8471672011281183240/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=8471672011281183240&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/8471672011281183240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/8471672011281183240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/12/selinho-oferecido-pela-pequena.html' title='Selinho oferecido pela Pequena Amadora'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SyGLDs1_CpI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Uj6th649LeA/s72-c/SELO_E~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-9147024094427467558</id><published>2009-12-09T01:10:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:19:56.527Z</updated><title type='text'>Estou aqui!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Sx73m03WTfI/AAAAAAAAAwA/WvZNd7QRNsk/s1600-h/20081207111442%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Sx73m03WTfI/AAAAAAAAAwA/WvZNd7QRNsk/s320/20081207111442%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Podia ter perdido o&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; sorriso&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A vontade de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A &lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;força&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; para continuar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas tenho &lt;span style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pela vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pelas coisas lindas que possuo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pelas &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pessoas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que tenho em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tenho Amor pela &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;natureza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pelas coisas mais simples &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c; font-size: large;"&gt;Mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, o &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;"&gt;noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;Palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O meu &lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorriso&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ninguém mo tira…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Venham ventos…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tempestades, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que eu estou aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E nenhum deles me derruba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nada nem ninguém me tira o sorriso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nem o &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;brilho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; no &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd; font-size: large;"&gt;olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ninguém!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-9147024094427467558?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/9147024094427467558/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=9147024094427467558&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/9147024094427467558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/9147024094427467558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/12/estou-aqui.html' title='Estou aqui!!!'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Sx73m03WTfI/AAAAAAAAAwA/WvZNd7QRNsk/s72-c/20081207111442%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-6898875166474759882</id><published>2009-12-07T01:31:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-07T12:30:40.807Z</updated><title type='text'>Ventos de Mudança</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Sxxaq8S8mZI/AAAAAAAAAv4/eVSX8BEeIEQ/s1600-h/1377273.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Sxxaq8S8mZI/AAAAAAAAAv4/eVSX8BEeIEQ/s320/1377273.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Os últimos tempos têm sido de extrema reflexão e muita descoberta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;É sensato divagar pelos momentos passados, pela vida que tive e para a que tenho hoje em dia! De facto, e sem qualquer tipo de dúvida tenho pessoas fantásticas na minha vida, algumas que conheço há imenso tempo, outras para as quais nunca tinha falado, outras que, conheci recentemente e algumas que já perdi de vista. Todas elas têm tido a sua “importância” na minha maneira de estar, na forma como enfrento a vida, na minha alegria, e todas elas sem excepção me têm feito sentir-me mais eu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;O passado, neste momento serve apenas, e só, para reflectir, para aprender com os erros, para ser mais ponderada na escolha das pessoas com quem me relaciono. O passado é uma parte de mim que moldo consoante preciso e quero. Falar do passado não me atormenta, simplesmente porque foi através dele que me tornei na pessoa que sou hoje. Aprendi acima de tudo a não viver na minha concha como antes, aprendi a sair, a divertir-me, aprendi a apreciar uma boa conversa, uma boa companhia, aprendi que a noite não serve apenas para pensar na vida, mas também para aproveitar, mas e sobretudo, assimilei muitas coisas ás quais dava muita importância, quando na realidade não mereciam nenhuma. No fundo continuo a ser a mesma, com a mesma simplicidade, com as mesmas virtudes e defeitos, mas menos ingénua e reservada. Não me dou a conhecer facilmente, e é assim que quero continuar a proceder, de forma sóbria e prudente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Tem sido essencial toda a descoberta á minha volta, e hoje sei reconhecer o que quero, o que não quero, o que preciso e essencialmente o que não preciso e não quero para mim…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;"&gt;Não sou música, sou apenas um acorde menor a deslizar na melodia…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-6898875166474759882?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/6898875166474759882/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=6898875166474759882&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/6898875166474759882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/6898875166474759882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/12/ventos-de-mudanca.html' title='Ventos de Mudança'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Sxxaq8S8mZI/AAAAAAAAAv4/eVSX8BEeIEQ/s72-c/1377273.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-4583462691758988820</id><published>2009-12-06T00:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-06T00:17:40.971Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noites Felizes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Sxr1wUeSxNI/AAAAAAAAAvw/wy9gu9bO4QY/s1600-h/Parachutes%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Sxr1wUeSxNI/AAAAAAAAAvw/wy9gu9bO4QY/s320/Parachutes%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;Andava mesmo a precisar de abrir horizontes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;Sinto-me tranquila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;Sinto a simplicidade de ser eu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-4583462691758988820?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/4583462691758988820/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=4583462691758988820&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/4583462691758988820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/4583462691758988820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/12/andava-mesmo-precisar-de-abrir.html' title=''/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Sxr1wUeSxNI/AAAAAAAAAvw/wy9gu9bO4QY/s72-c/Parachutes%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-8567789817642345773</id><published>2009-12-04T01:43:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-04T01:43:38.780Z</updated><title type='text'>A força da Imensidão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SxhokvLCBfI/AAAAAAAAAvE/9cIBe4nEjsU/s1600-h/comboio-noite-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SxhokvLCBfI/AAAAAAAAAvE/9cIBe4nEjsU/s320/comboio-noite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;s noites já não são a mesma coisa quando não sinto no meio do escuro o som do comboio, a deslizar lá em baixo, por entre a serra.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É bom olhar para a imensidão e no meio de tanta, mas tanta escuridão ver aquelas luzinhas brancas que me trazem uma intensidade que me pertence sempre, mas que se torna mais forte e persistente quando a noite chega, as mesmas luzinhas que me enchem o coração de magia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É á noite que consigo ver as coisas mais puras, mais veementes, as coisas mais simples que a vida me dá, mas também as mais lindas. É neste escuro que permanecem todos os meus sentidos, todas as minhas verdadeiras emoções.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É á noite que consigo sonhar, minuto a minuto sem que nada nem ninguém me possa ouvir…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-8567789817642345773?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/8567789817642345773/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=8567789817642345773&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/8567789817642345773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/8567789817642345773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/12/forca-da-imensidao.html' title='A força da Imensidão'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SxhokvLCBfI/AAAAAAAAAvE/9cIBe4nEjsU/s72-c/comboio-noite-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-7505374021048249833</id><published>2009-12-02T00:46:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-02T00:53:25.360Z</updated><title type='text'>PALAVRAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SxW4CQGtwhI/AAAAAAAAAu0/T1Cgh0lqAcM/s1600/sum_mer_by_frida_vl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SxW4CQGtwhI/AAAAAAAAAu0/T1Cgh0lqAcM/s320/sum_mer_by_frida_vl.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Sinto o coração a bater, a cada segundo, a palpitar neste abrigo que encontrei sem querer e do qual não quero sair. Não quero porque aqui sou eu, com toda a magia de existir, sou eu nas &lt;strong&gt;palavras&lt;/strong&gt;, nas emoções, nas reflexões que a vida me ensinou a trazer por perto, nas quais me apoio e seguro nos momentos em que o vento sopra e me quer levar daqui e até mesmo quando a chuva cai de desliza pela janela do meu quarto, nas horas em que penso, e escrevo as mais doces e tantas e tantas vezes as mais amargas palavras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;As &lt;strong&gt;palavras&lt;/strong&gt; dão vida ao papel, ao papel em tons pastel que se torna uma imensidão de sentimentos e sensações únicas. Um papel que trás ao meu peito uma melodia que nem a todas as horas sou capaz de ouvir… Uma melodia em tonalidades que me enchem o coração, que me fazem querer viver, mais e mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Essa folha tem sido, aos poucos, preenchida pelas &lt;strong&gt;palavras&lt;/strong&gt;, pela magia das frases, das letras que ligo entre si e me dão tanta tranquilidade no peito, neste bocadinho que tenho dentro de mim que é só meu e daqueles que amo, que me pertencem, daqueles que de uma maneira ou de outra permanecem&amp;nbsp;á minha vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Nestas horas, enquanto o sol se põe e a noite me preenche sinto-me com força para escrever as minhas vivências, os meus afectos, os meus sentires, e sem dúvida alguma que sinto a magia de ser eu…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-7505374021048249833?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/7505374021048249833/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=7505374021048249833&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/7505374021048249833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/7505374021048249833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/12/palavras.html' title='PALAVRAS'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SxW4CQGtwhI/AAAAAAAAAu0/T1Cgh0lqAcM/s72-c/sum_mer_by_frida_vl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-3123589533897707565</id><published>2009-11-28T02:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-28T02:42:39.177Z</updated><title type='text'>O Silêncio... O meu Silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SxCMUVmep9I/AAAAAAAAAus/_Y3Fv6LzrQE/s1600/2qi8r3l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SxCMUVmep9I/AAAAAAAAAus/_Y3Fv6LzrQE/s320/2qi8r3l.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A noite é das coisas mais lindas que a natureza tem, o luar, as estrelas, o silêncio…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Amo o silêncio de uma forma quase que absoluta, por tudo aquilo que me dá, pela sua essência e por me trazer tantas e tantas percepções.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;É á noite que as coisas surgem com mais nitidez, e é com o escuro lá fora que a minha cabeça me consegue levar ao mais profundo do que tenho, ao meu interior…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A noite tem sido uma boa conselheira, em todos os momentos e circunstâncias, tem sido um refúgio onde me sento para rever de perto tudo aquilo que fui, tudo o que sou e o que espero vir a ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Nestas horas em que estou sozinha com as palavras sinto-me como que num lugar perfeito, um lugar onde apenas estou eu e mais ninguém, num lugar onde ninguém me pode ver, tocar ou sentir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Tenho tantos sentimentos dentro de mim, tantos, tantos… Tantos sentires que são só meus, que só eu sinto. Outros que não são meus, apenas os abraço a esta hora, enquanto todos dormem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Vivo num mundo que é meu, e no qual só entra quem eu deixo, num sitio em que sou eu própria, com todas as coisas boas, as menos boas, todas as realidades e todas as vivências, todas as aprendizagens que a vida me dá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Aqui, agora neste quarto sou apenas um pedaço de papel escrito em linhas finas e voz baixinha para que o silêncio me consiga ouvir. Neste quarto onde sou pura imensidão, a imensidão de mim, da minha vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Um Silêncio perfeito&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;e prateado&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;que será&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;sempre meu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-3123589533897707565?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/3123589533897707565/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=3123589533897707565&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/3123589533897707565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/3123589533897707565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-silencio-o-meu-silencio.html' title='O Silêncio... O meu Silêncio'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SxCMUVmep9I/AAAAAAAAAus/_Y3Fv6LzrQE/s72-c/2qi8r3l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-1321637549320252169</id><published>2009-11-26T00:42:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-26T00:51:58.329Z</updated><title type='text'>Eterno Luar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Sw3MgPeodjI/AAAAAAAAAuk/mxT-SUs3zxk/s1600/lua%2520cheia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Sw3MgPeodjI/AAAAAAAAAuk/mxT-SUs3zxk/s320/lua%2520cheia.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Eterna magia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Eterno luar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Mais uma noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Um perfeito sonhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Refúgio perfeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Dentro de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Pensamentos intensos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Sentimentos sem fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Sentimentos do fundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Um perfeito coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Uma alma sorridente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Pura imensidão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Por entre as palavras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Por entre a solidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Por entre a vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Eterna recordação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Melodia que entendo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;E que sei decifrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Enquanto tiver vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Enquanto houver luar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-1321637549320252169?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/1321637549320252169/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=1321637549320252169&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1321637549320252169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1321637549320252169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/11/eterno-luar.html' title='Eterno Luar'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Sw3MgPeodjI/AAAAAAAAAuk/mxT-SUs3zxk/s72-c/lua%2520cheia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-5703540624174103888</id><published>2009-11-23T22:25:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-03-19T23:53:41.807Z</updated><title type='text'>Descansa em Paz Joana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SwsMOB1B7DI/AAAAAAAAAt8/lnkvJyiMG9Y/s1600/1258571020647_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407429212736973874" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SwsMOB1B7DI/AAAAAAAAAt8/lnkvJyiMG9Y/s400/1258571020647_f.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 215px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 152px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nem sei bem como começar…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É-me particularmente difícil escrever acerca deste assunto, mas após um longo período de ponderação e passada quase uma semana depois do que aconteceu sinto-me com alguma força para escrever acerca de algo tão triste e tão, mas tão degradante. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou da terra do David, convivi na minha infância com ele, andámos juntos na creche e brinquei com ele algumas vezes, e isso é que me leva a escrever este post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O David era um rapaz calmo, filho único, uma criança que teve tudo, e quando me refiro a tudo é mesmo tudo. O David teve uma vida que todas as crianças do mundo gostavam de ter e mesmo assim tornou-se numa pessoa estranha e surpreendente (pela negativa), infelizmente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O David que eu conheci há uns anos atrás desiludiu-me a mim e ao país.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O David matou a Joana!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não queria acreditar quando vi a fotografia dele no Jornal, não queria acreditar no que ele foi capaz de fazer, não posso, de forma alguma entender, nem eu nem ninguém. O David traiu a confiança de todos os que o amavam, de todos os Amigos, de todos os que o conheciam, o David deixou o país chocado com uma história tão macabra, tão trágica, matou a namorada que tinha há cinco anos, acabou-lhe com a vida. Como é que partilhamos a vida com um namorado num período tão longo e não chegamos a conhece-lo? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando penso neste caso vem-me uma frase á cabeça: Amamos a pessoa Amiga, mas por vezes nem Amigos somos da pessoa que amamos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não era Amor, o Amor é um sentimento puro, verdadeiro. Amar é fazer o outro feliz e não tirar-lhe a vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há coisas que me impressionam e me chocam de tal forma que até me tiram o sorriso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isto não tem desculpa, não tem explicação, só espero que seja feita justiça!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Á Mãe da Joana, ao irmão, família e Amigos desejo toda a força e coragem para continuarem a viver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Descansa em Paz Joana &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-5703540624174103888?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/5703540624174103888/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=5703540624174103888&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/5703540624174103888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/5703540624174103888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/11/descansa-em-paz-joana-fulgencio.html' title='Descansa em Paz Joana'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SwsMOB1B7DI/AAAAAAAAAt8/lnkvJyiMG9Y/s72-c/1258571020647_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-4849561420497100099</id><published>2009-11-22T21:33:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-22T22:12:29.527Z</updated><title type='text'>Sou...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Swmug3TPKEI/AAAAAAAAAt0/yM43SHuLU8Y/s1600/3983228193_a6dc5a499a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407044707258673218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Swmug3TPKEI/AAAAAAAAAt0/yM43SHuLU8Y/s400/3983228193_a6dc5a499a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sou pássaro que voa&lt;br /&gt;Sou pura inspiração&lt;br /&gt;Um pedaço de terra&lt;br /&gt;A força de um furacão.&lt;br /&gt;Sou as horas inteiras&lt;br /&gt;Que passo a divagar&lt;br /&gt;Bocadinhos de mim&lt;br /&gt;Que tento encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;Sou alma que sonha&lt;br /&gt;Por entre as canções&lt;br /&gt;Sou maré cheia&lt;br /&gt;Um porto de emoções.&lt;br /&gt;Sou simples no sentir&lt;br /&gt;Do coração até á voz&lt;br /&gt;Quando a noite começa&lt;br /&gt;Instante veloz.&lt;br /&gt;Sou estrela que brilha&lt;br /&gt;Em cada luar&lt;br /&gt;Quando a vida se agita&lt;br /&gt;A cada acordar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-4849561420497100099?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/4849561420497100099/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=4849561420497100099&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/4849561420497100099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/4849561420497100099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/11/sou.html' title='Sou...'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Swmug3TPKEI/AAAAAAAAAt0/yM43SHuLU8Y/s72-c/3983228193_a6dc5a499a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-1097195061453275504</id><published>2009-11-18T01:19:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-11-18T01:28:02.401Z</updated><title type='text'>Praia da Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SwNL1ngEnHI/AAAAAAAAAts/g2tVCdfBKBo/s1600/20090519150818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405247362283379826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SwNL1ngEnHI/AAAAAAAAAts/g2tVCdfBKBo/s320/20090519150818.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SwNLtEmo0BI/AAAAAAAAAtk/brsT4L5Rct4/s1600/20090519150818.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ou &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;onda&lt;/span&gt; breve&lt;br /&gt;Que não tem fim&lt;br /&gt;Um pássaro que voa&lt;br /&gt;Por dentro de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Sou alma intensa&lt;br /&gt;Que adora vaguear&lt;br /&gt;Por entre as palavras&lt;br /&gt;Por onde houver &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sou poesia escondida&lt;br /&gt;Em tantas canções&lt;br /&gt;Uma mulher que sonha&lt;br /&gt;Um &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Mar&lt;/span&gt; de emoções.&lt;br /&gt;Magia perfeita&lt;br /&gt;Intensidade rematada&lt;br /&gt;Sou o verso da vida&lt;br /&gt;Um caminho&lt;br /&gt;Uma estrada.&lt;br /&gt;Mil tons escondidos&lt;br /&gt;Por entre o luar&lt;br /&gt;O arco-íris que brilha&lt;br /&gt;Uma alma especial.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A PRAIA DA VIDA É UM TURBILHÃO DE SENTIRES,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UMA MELODIA QUE ME AQUECE O CORAÇÃO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-1097195061453275504?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/1097195061453275504/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=1097195061453275504&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1097195061453275504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1097195061453275504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/11/praia-da-vida.html' title='Praia da Vida'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SwNL1ngEnHI/AAAAAAAAAts/g2tVCdfBKBo/s72-c/20090519150818.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-8060859423646688186</id><published>2009-11-13T00:36:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:03:36.451Z</updated><title type='text'>AMIZADE SEM FIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SvyqNgL2l3I/AAAAAAAAAtc/5RVzEC0tN1Y/s1600-h/NavegandoAoLuar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403380801892423538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SvyqNgL2l3I/AAAAAAAAAtc/5RVzEC0tN1Y/s320/NavegandoAoLuar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;O Mar.. o meu eterno ouvinte de tantas horas, de tantos momentos, de tantas marés que a vida leva e trás, o Mar de tantas vidas, de tantos sentimentos, de tantos corações,, o Mar que é imenso e me transmite uma imensidão de sentires, o Mar… O Mar daquilo que sou…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hoje estou aqui para falar de Amizade, apenas em Amizade, e tudo que relaciona com ela. As palavras são poucas e fugazes quando quero falar de sentimentos e emoções, mas creio que vou ser capaz de me exprimir, da melhor forma e da forma mais clara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Creio que nada acontece por acaso, e não foi por acaso que há uns anos atrás te encontrei, a ti e ao teu lindo cantinho. Um cantinho que encontrei e que me apaixonou desde o primeiro segundo, um lugar lindo, repleto de sentires, de vivências, repleto daquilo que és. Um &lt;strong&gt;Endless Sea&lt;/strong&gt; de emoções&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Falar de Amizade não é fácil quando temos na nossa vida pessoas maravilhosas, puras… Amigos de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Não é fácil falar de ti, daquilo que és, do que transmites…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ao longo destes anos nada mudou em relação ao que penso de ti, nada mesmo. “Conhecer-te” é um privilégio, um descobrir dia após dia, conhecer-te é acreditar que afinal o mundo não mudou assim tanto e que afinal ainda há amizades verdadeiras, é sentir que podemos confiar e não ter medo do amanhã.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tens-me ensinado tanto, tens-me feito ver tantas coisas, estiveste do meu lado quando eu mais precisei, Sempre! Soubeste ouvir-me, tiveste a capacidade de me ler, soubeste ouvir os meus silêncios, os meus sentires, soubeste, desde o primeiro minuto ouvir-me e ser frontal quando não concordavas comigo, porque os Amigos não são os que nos dizem a tudo que sim, mas os que nos sabem dizer não, e nos mostram as coisas, por mais que isso possa magoar, foste sobretudo a pessoa atenciosa e Amiga que eu sempre soube que eras, nunca me enganei em relação a ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Se há pessoas que me marcaram, sem a menor dúvida, uma delas foste tu, de uma forma positiva e feliz, e sinto-me orgulhosa por ser tua amiga, por estares no meu coração e na minha vida, como dizia num post anterior dou muito valor á minha vida e a todos os que fazem parte dela, aos que me “pertencem” de alguma forma, e tu estás no meu coração e vais estar sempre, longe ou perto, em Portugal ou no Japão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tens um coração grande, e ai dentro só mora a simplicidade, a verdade, a beleza de seres TU. Tu és maravilhoso e tens um coração e uma alma imensas. Acreditas que nestes anos ainda não te encontrei um único defeito?!! É óbvio que os tens, que não és perfeito, ninguém o é, mas devem ser uns defeitos tão pequeninos que não os consigo apontar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jorgito, isto é para ti, por tudo o que foste e o que representas na minha vida, és o Amigo mais especial que alguém pode ter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENDLESS SEA/ SILÊNCIO PRATEADO *PARA SEMPRE*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ADOROTE, sabes bem… e é assim que escrevemos, porque assim é mais verdadeiro, sem o tracito…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P.S: desculpa ter-te roubado a imagem, mas não podia deixar de o fazer, espero que me perdoes he he!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Da MARcita para Jorge MARtinho… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;O MAR está em nós… SEMPRE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-8060859423646688186?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/8060859423646688186/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=8060859423646688186&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/8060859423646688186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/8060859423646688186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/11/amizade-sem-fim.html' title='AMIZADE SEM FIM'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SvyqNgL2l3I/AAAAAAAAAtc/5RVzEC0tN1Y/s72-c/NavegandoAoLuar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-9053814772679973351</id><published>2009-11-09T21:43:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T22:10:52.880Z</updated><title type='text'>Pura Essência</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SviNBSVCs4I/AAAAAAAAAss/h_-zCyOANZE/s1600-h/2zey0lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402222806270391170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SviNBSVCs4I/AAAAAAAAAss/h_-zCyOANZE/s320/2zey0lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Um silêncio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;prateado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Que me&lt;/span&gt; ensina a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; sonhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;me transport&lt;/span&gt;a daqui&lt;br /&gt;Para&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;um &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sitio particular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; jeito de ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Uma alma invulgar&lt;br /&gt;Uma voz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;dentro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;me leva a voar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; palavras que pinto&lt;br /&gt;Dentro do m&lt;/span&gt;eu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; coração&lt;br /&gt;São &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pura magia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momentos de&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; inspiração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;perfume &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; vida&lt;br /&gt;Do meu &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;interior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Que &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;levou a ferida&lt;br /&gt;Que eu sabia&lt;/span&gt; de cor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Perfume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; intenso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Perfume &lt;/span&gt;inv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;ulgar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Espelho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Em frente ao Mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Um Mar&lt;/span&gt; que conheço&lt;br /&gt;Que me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;conhece tão bem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;me ouve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; de dia&lt;br /&gt;E muito além.&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; sorriso escondido&lt;br /&gt;Que levo&lt;/span&gt; daqui&lt;br /&gt;Uma &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;essência vivida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Uma maré&lt;/span&gt; se&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;m fim.&lt;br /&gt;Refúgio perfeito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Colocado na voz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Palavras &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;que sinto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Palav&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ras ao vento&lt;br /&gt;Sitio &lt;/span&gt;em &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;que habito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Neste mar intenso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Estrela &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rilhante&lt;br /&gt;Capaz d&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e sorrir&lt;br /&gt;Bocados d&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e mim&lt;br /&gt;Pensamentos mil.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-9053814772679973351?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/9053814772679973351/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=9053814772679973351&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/9053814772679973351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/9053814772679973351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/11/um-silencio-prateado-que-me-ensina.html' title='Pura Essência'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SviNBSVCs4I/AAAAAAAAAss/h_-zCyOANZE/s72-c/2zey0lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-6637725065036682299</id><published>2009-11-08T00:29:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:42:10.837Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SvYQ-zns04I/AAAAAAAAAsE/HnsxWMYcRv8/s1600-h/moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401523474272146306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SvYQ-zns04I/AAAAAAAAAsE/HnsxWMYcRv8/s320/moon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caminho distante&lt;br /&gt;Silêncio invulgar&lt;br /&gt;A magia da vida&lt;br /&gt;Uma forma de sonhar.&lt;br /&gt;A lua a brilhar&lt;br /&gt;Por entre os caminhos&lt;br /&gt;Por entre mil cores&lt;br /&gt;Por entre destinos.&lt;br /&gt;Uma noite diferente&lt;br /&gt;Sombra particular.&lt;br /&gt;Uma alma que sonha&lt;br /&gt;Em cada acordar.&lt;br /&gt;Beleza intensa&lt;br /&gt;Por entre o luar.&lt;br /&gt;Um sonho completo&lt;br /&gt;Até a noite acabar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-6637725065036682299?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/6637725065036682299/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=6637725065036682299&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/6637725065036682299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/6637725065036682299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/11/caminho-distante-silencio-invulgar.html' title=''/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SvYQ-zns04I/AAAAAAAAAsE/HnsxWMYcRv8/s72-c/moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-3048463762958212179</id><published>2009-11-04T19:02:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-04T19:06:05.078Z</updated><title type='text'>A Pintura em Mim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SvHQjevv5MI/AAAAAAAAAr8/6tsAM6rfDjM/s1600-h/HPIM4294.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SvHP4oU690I/AAAAAAAAAr0/DMpPosdu8b0/s1600-h/2424274990_568b72a7cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400325999998728002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SvHP4oU690I/AAAAAAAAAr0/DMpPosdu8b0/s320/2424274990_568b72a7cc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[A pintura é um porto seguro dentro de mim]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-3048463762958212179?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/3048463762958212179/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=3048463762958212179&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/3048463762958212179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/3048463762958212179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/11/pintura-em-mim.html' title='A Pintura em Mim...'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SvHP4oU690I/AAAAAAAAAr0/DMpPosdu8b0/s72-c/2424274990_568b72a7cc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-2506069580105363627</id><published>2009-11-01T00:29:00.010Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:41:44.601Z</updated><title type='text'>Eu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SuzXGE4Y6iI/AAAAAAAAArs/gQ-ZXmRCUAk/s1600-h/1400601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398926552699824674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SuzXGE4Y6iI/AAAAAAAAArs/gQ-ZXmRCUAk/s320/1400601.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Nome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Márcia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Cor do cabelo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;castanho escuro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Cor dos olhos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;castanhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Nacionalidade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;portuguesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Irmãos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um irmão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Signo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;aquário&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Filhos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;não faço grandes tensões disso nos próximos tempos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Peixe ou carne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;peixe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Comida favorita?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;bacalhau com natas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sobremesa favorita?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;gelado de morango&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Bebida favorita?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coca-cola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dia favorito do ano?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;todos os dias…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dia da semana favorito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sábado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Inverno ou verão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verão, claro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Beijo ou abraço?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;abraço! Um abraço é sempre especial! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Os meus maiores defeitos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teimosia e orgulho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Defeitos que não suporto nos outros?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hipocrisia, falta de honestidade e mentiras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Objectos que quanto mais tenho mais quero?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bem, porta moedas e relógios (nunca são demais!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Mac Donald's ou Pizza Hut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mac (mac chiken forever).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Café ou capucciono?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;café.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Manhãs ou noites?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noites, sempre! As melhores conselheiras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Palavrões?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;as vezes lá saem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Perfume?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel de Thierry Mugler no Inverno.&lt;br /&gt;Noa no verão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Cor favorita?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cor-de-rosa e os seus variantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Filme favorito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Golo - o filme"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Praia ou montanha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praia, claro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Livro favorito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos os que li da Margarida Rebelo Pinto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Que livro que estou a ler?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Vou contar-te um segredo” de Margarida Rebelo Pinto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Um lugar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu quarto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Uma música?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Halo- Beyonce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Tema de conversa que detesto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;futebol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Uma viagem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Itália.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Lugar mais longe onde já estive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na minha adorada Suiça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ser feliz é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acreditar que nada é impossível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Medo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho pouco medo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;O que gosto mais em mim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da minha alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Hobbies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;escrita, pintura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Fobias?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alturas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Disciplina favorita na escola?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;português&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Melhor sentimento do mundo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A amizade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Um lugar onde nunca estive e gostava de ir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabo Verde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Se fosse outra pessoa, seria minha amiga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acho que sim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sou uma pessoa forte ou fraca?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forte, mais do que sou é improvável.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Objectivo de vida?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;De quem sinto saudades?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Das pessoas que estão longe e que estão no meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Há alguma coisa que me arrependa de já ter feito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;há.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Qual é a palavra que mais uso no msn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;olá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dia perfeito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o dia em que me sentir totalmente realizada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Na parede do meu quarto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tenho uma tela pintada por mim, um quadro rosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Qual é o pensamento que tenho ao acordar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mais um dia”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Como quero morrer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;durante o sono. porque acredito que assim sonharei para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Daqui a dez anos imagino-me…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na minha casa, com o meu trabalho e um salário adequado ás minhas necessidades. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-2506069580105363627?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/2506069580105363627/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=2506069580105363627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2506069580105363627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2506069580105363627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/11/eu.html' title='Eu...'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SuzXGE4Y6iI/AAAAAAAAArs/gQ-ZXmRCUAk/s72-c/1400601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-4131602057807664876</id><published>2009-10-29T22:59:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-02T00:05:17.293Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SuofSBOTXyI/AAAAAAAAArk/nEZH0V-yT1I/s1600-h/4ab0c3a985c14dd1d02e255dg3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398161497783492386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SuofSBOTXyI/AAAAAAAAArk/nEZH0V-yT1I/s320/4ab0c3a985c14dd1d02e255dg3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A memória leva-me sempre ao mesmo sitio. Ao sitio onde fiquei.&lt;br /&gt;Estou aqui, num entrelaçar de pensamentos ténues, firmes, mas que não têm explicação, ou se a têm não sou capaz de a encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;Continuo a mesma, serei sempre a mesma, mas com uma adição de sentires que não conhecia, sinto-me cada vez mais forte. Aquele brilhozinho nos olhos com o tempo tornou-se mais tardio e desfocado.&lt;br /&gt;Vivo no meu mundo, um mundo cheio de cores, que podem não ser sempre as mais intensas, mas são as cores da minha vida, as cores que dão sentido ao que sinto, ao que quero ver e o que a custo não queria ver, mas me vi forçada a faze-lo.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui tudo é nítido, e tudo me leva a crer que a vida é um desafio, um desafio que transportamos em cada um de nós, um turbilhão de sentires que nos levam e trazem para os sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;Não deixei de sonhar, não quero, nem o vou fazer. Sonhar é essencial á vida, é aquilo que me mantêm viva.&lt;br /&gt;Há palavras que me fazem recuar no tempo, na minha história, como uma projecção de slides que permanece em mim. De tudo, guardo apenas o que foi bom, o que me fez feliz, o que me fez sorrir, o que me encheu o coração de alegria. Guardo a simplicidade dos momentos que vivi, e no fundo, bem no fundo de mim escondo, dia após dia, as coisas menos positivas, porque essas não me fazem sorrir, nem querer recordar, trazem-me uma espécie de nostalgia retardada que não quero para mim.&lt;br /&gt;Neste lugar só há simplicidade e transparência e é isso que vos quero transmitir. Amo o silêncio, este meu silêncio que é prateado e que quero preservar porque é através dele que todos os que por aqui passam me lêem e sentem…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PORQUE O SILÊNCIO DIZ TANTO DAQUILO QUE SOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-4131602057807664876?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/4131602057807664876/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=4131602057807664876&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/4131602057807664876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/4131602057807664876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/10/memoria-leva-me-sempre-ao-mesmo-sitio.html' title=''/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SuofSBOTXyI/AAAAAAAAArk/nEZH0V-yT1I/s72-c/4ab0c3a985c14dd1d02e255dg3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-7390240065322763975</id><published>2009-10-14T01:44:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T01:53:17.399+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EXISTIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/StUfOoc4yJI/AAAAAAAAArU/-_9wSvXgkdU/s1600-h/c41hik.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392250465083246738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/StUfOoc4yJI/AAAAAAAAArU/-_9wSvXgkdU/s320/c41hik.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Estou feliz!&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me bem, sinto uma tranquilidade interior inexplicável, sinto-me a renascer de dia pra dia. Tenho dentro de mim uma força que não conhecia, uma força de viver, tenho tantos motivos para me sentir feliz…&lt;br /&gt;O passado já lá vai, com coisas boas e menos boas, situações que me enriqueceram, que me tornaram cada vez mais forte, cada vez mais adulta.&lt;br /&gt;Não posso apagar o meu passado mas posso colocá-lo num refúgio dentro de mim, num lugar onde tudo fica estagnado, num sitio calmo onde só vou voltar para recordar o bom, as coisas positivas… Há coisas que não me serviram de nada, nem sequer para sorrir. Uma coisa é certa, tudo faz parte de uma aprendizagem pessoal que me tornou num ser mais atento.&lt;br /&gt;O livro da minha existência é muito intenso, muito verdadeiro, não só porque tudo o que faço e sinto é genuíno, mas, e também porque sou sempre Eu, sou o que aparento, sou aquilo que mostro, não me escondo por detrás de um rosto, por detrás de uma alma. Sou verdadeira, Amiga do meu Amigo, quando amo é ao limite, quando não gosto simplesmente não me dou a conhecer.&lt;br /&gt;Dou muito valor á vida, a todos os que fazem parte dela, no seu todo, aos que têm a capacidade de me fazer sorrir, aos que me “pertencem” de alguma forma. Dou valor ás coisas mais simples da vida, amo a simplicidade das coisas, amo a beleza que a natureza me faz chegar aos olhos, amo as cores da vida, cada uma de forma diferente, os sons mais mágicos, amo a pintura porque me leva ao fundo de mim e me consegue trazer de volta. Amo a minha família, que pode até não ser a perfeita, mas é minha e só tenho esta, amo os meus Amigos, que são um grupo muito restrito, mas são únicos, especiais e insubstituíveis, amo quem de uma forma ou de outra me faz sentir feliz. Amo quem me consegue cativar, quem consegue entrar dentro do meu pequeno, mas Grande Coração.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi a apreciar tudo o que a vida me dá, aprendi a amar o silêncio, aprendi a ouvi-lo, e mais do que isso aprendi que o essencial da Vida é ter Amor Próprio, porque a Vida é isso mesmo: AMAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-7390240065322763975?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/7390240065322763975/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=7390240065322763975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/7390240065322763975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/7390240065322763975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/10/existir.html' title='EXISTIR'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/StUfOoc4yJI/AAAAAAAAArU/-_9wSvXgkdU/s72-c/c41hik.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-1779137940302892</id><published>2009-10-06T15:43:00.016+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T16:14:01.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SstehK_vVzI/AAAAAAAAArM/coApZvMV9qI/s1600-h/imagesCA7023SV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389505303059322674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 88px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SstehK_vVzI/AAAAAAAAArM/coApZvMV9qI/s320/imagesCA7023SV.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Amizade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SstaZijNyOI/AAAAAAAAAq8/3Ex_Lyp5SyU/s1600-h/amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389500773896669410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SstaZijNyOI/AAAAAAAAAq8/3Ex_Lyp5SyU/s320/amor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SstZcbIVXBI/AAAAAAAAAqs/eChMSGRvYPo/s1600-h/lagrimas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389499723932851218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SstZcbIVXBI/AAAAAAAAAqs/eChMSGRvYPo/s320/lagrimas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As lágrimas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SstY90TWHOI/AAAAAAAAAqk/YT6cYeviAN8/s1600-h/abraco6%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389499198113979618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SstY90TWHOI/AAAAAAAAAqk/YT6cYeviAN8/s320/abraco6%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os abraços&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SstYU3Mls4I/AAAAAAAAAqU/rmqjnu18Ch4/s1600-h/palavras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389498494516310914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SstYU3Mls4I/AAAAAAAAAqU/rmqjnu18Ch4/s320/palavras.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As palavras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SstYFI1mKEI/AAAAAAAAAqM/zckaEueQBAk/s1600-h/images3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389498224373803074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SstYFI1mKEI/AAAAAAAAAqM/zckaEueQBAk/s320/images3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Os afectos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389498017816102306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SstX5HWZxaI/AAAAAAAAAqE/gLRHQDSKIhg/s320/images4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os sorrisos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tudo faz parte daquilo que temos de mais valioso e importante:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A VIDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-1779137940302892?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/1779137940302892/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=1779137940302892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1779137940302892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1779137940302892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/10/amizade-o-amor-as-lagrimas-os-abracos.html' title=''/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SstehK_vVzI/AAAAAAAAArM/coApZvMV9qI/s72-c/imagesCA7023SV.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-7129739155494208923</id><published>2009-09-10T16:44:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:57:03.108+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Maré Solta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SqkfGpz849I/AAAAAAAAApM/zeISJWPK3FI/s1600-h/SEM_TT~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379865429034197970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SqkfGpz849I/AAAAAAAAApM/zeISJWPK3FI/s400/SEM_TT~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Silêncio breve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Espécie de inquietação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Um sorriso na alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;A força de um furacão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Pensamentos breves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Claros na perfeição&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Uma forma de vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Um dia de verão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Marés que solto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Num mar de sentires...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Caminho estreito &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Por entre o olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Onde o mar não acaba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Onde o sonho é real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Areal deserto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Onde posso divagar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Por entre as marés&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Solidão especial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Ventos que vêm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Ventos que vão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Que trazem magia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Uma linda imensidão&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Porque acredito que a vida é a coisa mais linda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;que possuo amo-a com todas as minhas forças &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;e só desistirei dela quando ela desistir de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-7129739155494208923?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/7129739155494208923/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=7129739155494208923&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/7129739155494208923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/7129739155494208923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/09/mare-solta.html' title='Maré Solta'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SqkfGpz849I/AAAAAAAAApM/zeISJWPK3FI/s72-c/SEM_TT~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-397578533433824266</id><published>2009-06-18T12:09:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T12:41:54.737+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Noite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SjogcgvcdcI/AAAAAAAAApE/ngQeXQ-mbPs/s1600-h/mar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348623181653243330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SjogcgvcdcI/AAAAAAAAApE/ngQeXQ-mbPs/s400/mar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Inquietação única&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Beleza sem igual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;O mar sobre o Céu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Imensidão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;natural.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pedaço de terra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pedaço de mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Magia&lt;/span&gt; dispersa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Uma alma a sonhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Melodia em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;por den&lt;/span&gt;tro do Mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;U&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;m sonho&lt;/span&gt; perfeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Pensame&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;nto&lt;/span&gt; distante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Onde sonho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Onde quero sonhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Onde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;o coração bate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;de forma invulgar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pedaços &lt;/span&gt;de mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;sentires perfeitos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; intensas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sentimentos estreitos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Espelho de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;daquilo que sou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;um &lt;/span&gt;barco no mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;um pássaro em terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Uma brisa que passa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Uma noite que encerra...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-397578533433824266?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/397578533433824266/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=397578533433824266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/397578533433824266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/397578533433824266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/06/simplicidade-unica-beleza-sem.html' title='Noite'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SjogcgvcdcI/AAAAAAAAApE/ngQeXQ-mbPs/s72-c/mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-7339588644498117551</id><published>2009-06-16T20:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:58:21.262+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Estou de Volta....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Sjf34S-44PI/AAAAAAAAAoc/CeycGhEqW18/s1600-h/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348015629066100978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Sjf34S-44PI/AAAAAAAAAoc/CeycGhEqW18/s400/flower.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um abraço a todos aqueles que me visitam &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e que não se esqueceram de mim &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e do meu cantinho durante a minha ausência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-7339588644498117551?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/7339588644498117551/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=7339588644498117551&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/7339588644498117551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/7339588644498117551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2009/06/estou-de-volta.html' title='Estou de Volta....'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Sjf34S-44PI/AAAAAAAAAoc/CeycGhEqW18/s72-c/flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-172227196332640857</id><published>2008-06-25T22:22:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T23:28:26.084+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Azul Intenso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SGK9j-y1WsI/AAAAAAAAAes/Igm85vLjF4I/s1600-h/1000imagens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215939744297736898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SGK9j-y1WsI/AAAAAAAAAes/Igm85vLjF4I/s400/1000imagens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;É maravilhoso ver a cumplicidade entre o ceú e o mar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tornam-se num só...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-172227196332640857?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/172227196332640857/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=172227196332640857&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/172227196332640857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/172227196332640857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2008/06/azul-intenso.html' title='Azul Intenso'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SGK9j-y1WsI/AAAAAAAAAes/Igm85vLjF4I/s72-c/1000imagens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-2891847550686186735</id><published>2008-06-03T23:09:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T22:18:40.892+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SEXBQDJd-XI/AAAAAAAAAec/CcJPEPrgtKs/s1600-h/1209584769_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207781025590933874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SEXBQDJd-XI/AAAAAAAAAec/CcJPEPrgtKs/s400/1209584769_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sinto a tua falta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque és especial&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Único...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Porque ao teu lado fui e sou feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;És uma parte de mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Uma parte daquilo que sou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Daquilo que fui...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daquilo que quero ser...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;És um abraço...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;És um gesto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;És um beijo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;És um carinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;És as palavras de conforto...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;És a felicidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;És o Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;És a minha vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;És a saudade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AMO-TE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-2891847550686186735?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/2891847550686186735/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=2891847550686186735&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2891847550686186735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2891847550686186735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2008/06/amor.html' title='Amor....'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SEXBQDJd-XI/AAAAAAAAAec/CcJPEPrgtKs/s72-c/1209584769_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-5100183903659919865</id><published>2008-05-14T18:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T19:00:29.509+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SCsknNzZeZI/AAAAAAAAAeU/0565E8SA2Wk/s1600-h/jung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200290450868107666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SCsknNzZeZI/AAAAAAAAAeU/0565E8SA2Wk/s400/jung.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Pedaços de céu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Pedaços de mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Silêncios intensos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;A alma a divagar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Palavras perfeitas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;que surgem do nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Onde sou ave em terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Barco no mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Uma página escrita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Um refúgio singular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Pensamentos intensos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Palavras ao vento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;música a tocar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;com puro sentimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;A vida em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;O sonho a terminar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Uma alegria no peito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;até o dia começar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-5100183903659919865?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/5100183903659919865/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=5100183903659919865&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/5100183903659919865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/5100183903659919865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2008/05/sonho.html' title='Sonho'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/SCsknNzZeZI/AAAAAAAAAeU/0565E8SA2Wk/s72-c/jung.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-1877066397446151050</id><published>2008-02-26T00:18:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-02-26T01:31:25.525Z</updated><title type='text'>Palavra Adormecida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R8NeGrc-l1I/AAAAAAAAAd0/rmMT7emDcF8/s1600-h/1000imagensmhb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171080265987954514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R8NeGrc-l1I/AAAAAAAAAd0/rmMT7emDcF8/s400/1000imagensmhb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Amplitude perfeita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ao fundo de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Recordações intensas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;que regressam assim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Aqui sou refúgio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Melodia que brilha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;onde sou silêncio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;espelho de mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Uma estrela sozinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Uma força em silêncio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Palavra adormecida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Areal extenso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Silêncio invulgar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;sopro do vento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;até ao areal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Página do tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;O imenso luar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Uma luz que espreita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;até o dia chegar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-1877066397446151050?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/1877066397446151050/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=1877066397446151050&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1877066397446151050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1877066397446151050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2008/02/palavra-adormecida.html' title='Palavra Adormecida'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R8NeGrc-l1I/AAAAAAAAAd0/rmMT7emDcF8/s72-c/1000imagensmhb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-2742201933639571203</id><published>2008-02-18T23:42:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-02-18T23:54:24.792Z</updated><title type='text'>Amo a Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R7oahbc-lwI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ubVbwXjKrwM/s1600-h/1000imagens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168472683968370434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R7oahbc-lwI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ubVbwXjKrwM/s400/1000imagens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Amo a vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;O pouco... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;O muito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Amo aquilo que sou,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Aquilo em que acredito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;O que quero ser...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Amo as contrariedades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;que me fazem aprender,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ser cada vez melhor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;mais eu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mais feliz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;mais mulher,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;mais forte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sou autêntica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;No tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;No nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Nas palavras, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Nos gestos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;No toque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;e ainda mais quando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oiço o silêncio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Silêncio que brota de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;e me torna a cada dia mais e mais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Única e Verdadeira!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-2742201933639571203?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/2742201933639571203/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=2742201933639571203&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2742201933639571203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2742201933639571203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2008/02/amo-vida.html' title='Amo a Vida'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R7oahbc-lwI/AAAAAAAAAdM/ubVbwXjKrwM/s72-c/1000imagens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-7693828563443225149</id><published>2008-01-09T21:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-09T22:18:17.304Z</updated><title type='text'>Maré Dispersa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R4U_0Ka_WBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/WGzFtsKlUnk/s1600-h/foto_pegadas_na_areia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153595513978705938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R4U_0Ka_WBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/WGzFtsKlUnk/s400/foto_pegadas_na_areia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;As palavras somem-se&lt;br /&gt;Refugiam-se em mim&lt;br /&gt;Por entre as memórias&lt;br /&gt;Um silêncio sem fim…&lt;br /&gt;Olho para o fundo&lt;br /&gt;Onde a lua parou&lt;br /&gt;Onde a estrela caiu&lt;br /&gt;E a luz terminou…&lt;br /&gt;Lugar penetrante,&lt;br /&gt;Essência de mim…&lt;br /&gt;Onde quero encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Um universo singelo&lt;br /&gt;Um instante p`ra sonhar.&lt;br /&gt;O silêncio quebrou-se&lt;br /&gt;Rompeu a saudade&lt;br /&gt;Estilhaçou o meu peito&lt;br /&gt;Deu asas à liberdade&lt;br /&gt;Empurrou-me contra o tempo&lt;br /&gt;Com a mais pura sensibilidade&lt;br /&gt;Calou o vento,&lt;br /&gt;Sem amarras,&lt;br /&gt;Sem tormento,&lt;br /&gt;Como magia em mim…&lt;br /&gt;Página escrita&lt;br /&gt;Porta entre aberta&lt;br /&gt;Fusão na escrita&lt;br /&gt;Uma infinidade&lt;br /&gt;Uma maré dispersa… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque por vezes o certo não é o mais fácil, porque durante a vida temos decisões a tomar, por mais que nos doa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais um poema desta vez dedicado a um grande Amigo (Jorgito) e ao seu lindo e agradável cantinho (&lt;a href="http://endless-sea.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://endless-sea.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;). Um cantinho que como tudo na vida teve um começo e um fim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depois do encerramento do teu lindo cantinho a única certeza que tenho é que acabou o blog mas ficou algo muito mais importante, a nossa bela amizade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Da tua sempre Amiga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Márcia Fonseca (Marcita)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-7693828563443225149?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/7693828563443225149/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=7693828563443225149&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/7693828563443225149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/7693828563443225149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2008/01/mar-dispersa.html' title='Maré Dispersa'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R4U_0Ka_WBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/WGzFtsKlUnk/s72-c/foto_pegadas_na_areia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-2069780087058657933</id><published>2008-01-05T15:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-05T15:36:39.766Z</updated><title type='text'>Pintura Intensa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R3-f8Ka_WAI/AAAAAAAAAc8/UW5sxH3qVWM/s1600-h/1000imagens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152012354673661954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R3-f8Ka_WAI/AAAAAAAAAc8/UW5sxH3qVWM/s400/1000imagens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Pintura intensa&lt;br /&gt;Pura magia…&lt;br /&gt;Transformada em segundos&lt;br /&gt;Numa espécie de partida…&lt;br /&gt;Onde o mar é refúgio&lt;br /&gt;Fusão de belezas&lt;br /&gt;Visão deslumbrante!&lt;br /&gt;Onde o sol se esconde&lt;br /&gt;Onde o sonho é constante!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Silêncio sentido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;refectido no mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Uma imensa magia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;sempre a encantar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;O refúgio perfeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Onde sou sonho intenso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Uma tinta suave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;derramada no mar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Pincel sempre dourado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Até a noite chegar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-2069780087058657933?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/2069780087058657933/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=2069780087058657933&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2069780087058657933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2069780087058657933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2008/01/pintura-intensa.html' title='Pintura Intensa'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R3-f8Ka_WAI/AAAAAAAAAc8/UW5sxH3qVWM/s72-c/1000imagens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-2929671869324330450</id><published>2007-12-27T21:11:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-27T21:13:20.301Z</updated><title type='text'>O teu brilho...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R3QVQKa_V_I/AAAAAAAAAc0/x_SGRa_bb1Q/s1600-h/Lua.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148763641410967538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R3QVQKa_V_I/AAAAAAAAAc0/x_SGRa_bb1Q/s400/Lua.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mar sem fim&lt;br /&gt;Repleto de brilho&lt;br /&gt;Coberto de marés&lt;br /&gt;Numa imensidão invulgar&lt;br /&gt;Lua cheia transcendente&lt;br /&gt;Noite fora sem cessar…&lt;br /&gt;Refúgio de tantos refúgios&lt;br /&gt;Liberdade superior&lt;br /&gt;Beleza entreaberta&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos do interior&lt;br /&gt;Que bailam sobre ti&lt;br /&gt;Sobre um sonho que é constante&lt;br /&gt;E vive na minha alma&lt;br /&gt;Um pensamento distante.&lt;br /&gt;Fuga de mil tons&lt;br /&gt;Onde percorro&lt;br /&gt;E sinto a toda a hora&lt;br /&gt;A suavidade dos teus tons!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-2929671869324330450?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/2929671869324330450/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=2929671869324330450&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2929671869324330450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2929671869324330450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/12/o-teu-brilho.html' title='O teu brilho...'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R3QVQKa_V_I/AAAAAAAAAc0/x_SGRa_bb1Q/s72-c/Lua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-9048174844664153117</id><published>2007-12-23T00:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-23T19:34:22.392Z</updated><title type='text'>FELIZ NATAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R264JKa_V-I/AAAAAAAAAcs/hZbLu-rYB-w/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147253891686946786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R264JKa_V-I/AAAAAAAAAcs/hZbLu-rYB-w/s400/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R22tQqa_V9I/AAAAAAAAAck/RlmOfe9IEf8/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A todos os que me visitam um Santo e Feliz Natal... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;...não só no dia 25 de Dezembro mas em todos os dias da vossa vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;E SEJAM FELIZES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Um beijinho desta vossa Amiga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Márcia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-9048174844664153117?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/9048174844664153117/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=9048174844664153117&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/9048174844664153117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/9048174844664153117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/12/feliz-natal.html' title='FELIZ NATAL'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R264JKa_V-I/AAAAAAAAAcs/hZbLu-rYB-w/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-4514769168368994737</id><published>2007-12-07T19:09:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-08T01:58:22.535Z</updated><title type='text'>O MEU... SILÊNCIO PRATEADO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R1msavLvotI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/8bE3JSguqkI/s1600-h/Simplicidade.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141330024962433746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R1msavLvotI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/8bE3JSguqkI/s400/Simplicidade.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sinto o cheiro da maresia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O toque da neblina a levar-me para dentro de um&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sonho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O mesmo que me ouve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;que me sente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;e em cada toque,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;em cada som,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;em cada gesto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;em cada pedaço de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tenho um lindo cantinho:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Um SILÊNCIO PRATEADO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;que me faz muito feliz!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Passou um ano desde que criei o meu cantinho.&lt;br /&gt;Inicialmente criei-o para divulgar as minhas pinturas, mas sem saber como comecei a escrever coisas minhas, a divagar nas palavras, a transmitir alguns dos meus sentires, a mostrar aquilo que sou e dei a conhecer alguma da minha sensibilidade… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Silêncio Prateado” é um misto da pessoa que eu realmente sou e daquilo que realmente quero passar a quem me visita. Este Silêncio é a fusão entre duas paixões… a escrita e a pintura… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Refúgio escondido de mim, silêncio de tantos silêncios... Palavras intensas, poemas meus... um pouco de mim em cada palavra que transponho para aqui,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;é um Silêncio meu e de todos vós, é uma parte de mim que não ficou fechada no tempo…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto uma imensidão pura, sentimentos que me levam para outro lugar… para um sítio onde a maldade não existe, onde tudo é belo e perfeito… Aqui consigo ser eu mesma, e sinto-me liberta de tristezas e pensamentos infundados…Aqui conheci pessoas maravilhosas que me ensinaram o verdadeiro significado da Amizade.&lt;br /&gt;A Amizade é uma das melhores coisas que podemos construir… e o meu cantinho deu-me essa oportunidade…levou-me a conhecer pessoas incríveis que passaram a fazer parte da minha vida…&lt;br /&gt;Pessoas espontâneas, simples, mas muito especiais… e isso é muito gratificante para mim… Uma delas foi sem dúvida, o meu Amigo Jorgito, um amigo sempre presente, dono de uma alma transparente e sincera… Alguém que já me ensinou muito e que dia após dia demonstra muita amizade e dedicação. Não esquecendo todos os demais... eles sabem quem são.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por tudo isto e muito mais acredito que vale a pena continuar por aqui…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;entimentos à flor da pele, uma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;mensidão de sentires, sentimentos levados ao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;imite de mim…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;m cada palavra um sentir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;unca antes lembrado…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;omo uma onda que vai e vem,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mensa no toque e que trás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; que de mais belo possuo…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;inturas…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ecordações…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; minha alma a falar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ernas emoções…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mais do que isso…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;mizades marcantes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oseadas ao pormenor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SILÊNCIO PRATEADO&lt;/span&gt; do meu interior.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-4514769168368994737?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/4514769168368994737/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=4514769168368994737&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/4514769168368994737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/4514769168368994737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/12/um-ano.html' title='O MEU... SILÊNCIO PRATEADO...'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R1msavLvotI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/8bE3JSguqkI/s72-c/Simplicidade.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-1566267047701343488</id><published>2007-11-29T20:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-29T20:25:02.159Z</updated><title type='text'>Aquele abraço</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R08e8mGsMeI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Hi1TSJGBWD4/s1600-h/abraco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138359726222619106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R08e8mGsMeI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Hi1TSJGBWD4/s400/abraco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Silêncio perfeito,&lt;br /&gt;Aconchego intenso…&lt;br /&gt;Ternura no peito&lt;br /&gt;Sentimento invulgar…&lt;br /&gt;Um abraço rematado…&lt;br /&gt;Singular…&lt;br /&gt;Abrigo seguro&lt;br /&gt;Ponto de encontro…&lt;br /&gt;Almas unidas…&lt;br /&gt;Palavras sem som…&lt;br /&gt;Gesto maravilhoso&lt;br /&gt;Dois seres num…&lt;br /&gt;Sentimento profundo&lt;br /&gt;Imenso como o mar…&lt;br /&gt;Almas entrelaçadas&lt;br /&gt;Um momento sem respirar.&lt;br /&gt;Intensidade mágica,&lt;br /&gt;Completa sem cessar…&lt;br /&gt;Onde digo com certezas&lt;br /&gt;Um abraço é um porto de abrigo…&lt;br /&gt;Onde me sinto segura&lt;br /&gt;Livre de perigo…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-1566267047701343488?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/1566267047701343488/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=1566267047701343488&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1566267047701343488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1566267047701343488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/11/aquele-abrao.html' title='Aquele abraço'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R08e8mGsMeI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Hi1TSJGBWD4/s72-c/abraco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-2676677412054034633</id><published>2007-11-18T22:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-18T22:49:14.521Z</updated><title type='text'>Mar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R0C5cJUobSI/AAAAAAAAAbw/kkvEwzCImj0/s1600-h/b-o%20mar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134307468392295714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R0C5cJUobSI/AAAAAAAAAbw/kkvEwzCImj0/s400/b-o%2520mar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Quando te sentires sozinho, sem rumo, sem marés…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PROCURA-ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Quando sobre a tua beleza baixar a névoa&lt;br /&gt;e teu coração enlouquecido se apertar de dor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PENSA EM MIM !...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando os teus sons mágicos, inconfundíveis, únicos&lt;br /&gt;se entreabrirem num lindo sonho ,&lt;br /&gt;e os teus braços se envolvam na solidão,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHAMA-ME…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Quando vires este castelo erguido em mim&lt;br /&gt;A minha Alma a contemplar-te&lt;br /&gt;e a maresia te abandonar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ESPERA POR MIM…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mar ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Desse imenso areal da tua praia&lt;br /&gt;manda-me uma onda breve e solta&lt;br /&gt;um salpico de uma breve recordação e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PENSA EM MIM...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mar…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Quando o sol não bilhar sobre ti&lt;br /&gt;E pensares que perdeste a tua beleza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;INVADE-ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mar&lt;br /&gt;LINDO MAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Deixa-me admirar-te&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir a tua palpitação&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me amar-te&lt;br /&gt;Sentir a tua imensidão…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque te amo, desde sempre, desde que te vi pela primeira vez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;és mais do que um mar de todos...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;És um coração que bate em mim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-2676677412054034633?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/2676677412054034633/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=2676677412054034633&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2676677412054034633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2676677412054034633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/11/mar-quando-te-sentires-sozinho-sem-rumo.html' title='Mar'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/R0C5cJUobSI/AAAAAAAAAbw/kkvEwzCImj0/s72-c/b-o%2520mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-2455667532769836046</id><published>2007-11-08T19:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-08T20:03:07.984Z</updated><title type='text'>Longe vai o dia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RzNqUwdBvfI/AAAAAAAAAbg/4cTRYKhi8XQ/s1600-h/Imagem4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130561305341705714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RzNqUwdBvfI/AAAAAAAAAbg/4cTRYKhi8XQ/s400/Imagem4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Longe&lt;/span&gt; vai o dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Que passou&lt;/span&gt; sobre mim…&lt;br /&gt;O &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;luar &lt;/span&gt;espreita&lt;br /&gt;Para dentro de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Suave&lt;/span&gt; nos tons da&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; lua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Brilhante&lt;/span&gt; sem cessar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Recordações&lt;/span&gt; sobre um veleiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sonhos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;além&lt;/span&gt; mar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Maresia intensa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Saudade&lt;/span&gt; constante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Onde &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sonho&lt;/span&gt; e vivo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Num caminho&lt;/span&gt; algo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;distante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Veleiro&lt;/span&gt; que balança&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sonha e encanta&lt;br /&gt;E sente&lt;/span&gt; sobre &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;o lindo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Um&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sonho&lt;/span&gt; de criança…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-2455667532769836046?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/2455667532769836046/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=2455667532769836046&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2455667532769836046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2455667532769836046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/11/longe-vai-o-dia.html' title='Longe vai o dia...'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RzNqUwdBvfI/AAAAAAAAAbg/4cTRYKhi8XQ/s72-c/Imagem4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-2030961930041760869</id><published>2007-10-25T13:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T19:23:58.582+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A TI MEU ANJINHO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RyCSwZOph6I/AAAAAAAAAbY/LtaT50DTGiY/s1600-h/LEANDRO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125257736051328930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RyCSwZOph6I/AAAAAAAAAbY/LtaT50DTGiY/s400/LEANDRO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Há situações e vivências que mesmo que não sejam relacionadas com pessoas que nos são próximas nos marcam, foi o que me aconteceu quando me deparei com o hi5 do Sérgio(http://aonda-do-leo.hi5.com). O Sérgio é um pai que ama o seu filho, apesar de todas as adversidades da vida, o Sérgio é, e será sempre, o pai de um anjinho, o Leandro.&lt;br /&gt;O Leandro era um menino com apenas 7 anos, uma criança sorridente, doente, mas apesar de tudo feliz! O Leo tinha um neroblastoma, ou seja, uma doença oncológica.&lt;br /&gt;Foi difícil para mim deparar-me, embora que, por detrás de um a tela de um computador com as fotografias de um menino tão lindo, que no dia 18 de Maio de 2007 se tornou num anjo.&lt;br /&gt;O Leo já não está entre nós. Mas ainda assim sempre presente.&lt;br /&gt;Todos os que tiveram a oportunidade de o conhecer, os que não tiveram, e todos os que os “conheceram” virtualmente, tal como eu, têm um pouco do Leo dentro deles.&lt;br /&gt;Não foi fácil deparar-me com a história deste anjo sem que as lágrimas me caíssem pelo rosto abaixo, como deve ser difícil para os seus pais ver partir um menino tão doce e com tanta vontade de viver… que ausência tão dolorosa devem sentir os seus pais, o Sérgio e a Luz!&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez que me deparo com o hi5 do Sérgio sinto uma revolta dentro de mim, uma sensação de incapacidade estonteante. Mas como já nada pode mudar o rumo do Leo e como desde que o “conheci” se tornou no meu anjo da guarda quero fazer-lhe esta homenagem.&lt;br /&gt;Uma homenagem sentida, vinda do que tenho de mais belo e sentido dentro de mim, O meu coração…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A TI MEU ANJINHO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Numa pequena caminhada&lt;br /&gt;Que tiveste que enfrentar&lt;br /&gt;Foste sem a menor dúvida&lt;br /&gt;Uma criança sem igual.&lt;br /&gt;Forte, resistente&lt;br /&gt;Sempre a sorrir&lt;br /&gt;Um menino pequenino&lt;br /&gt;Que uma doença quis destruir.&lt;br /&gt;Espontâneo e feliz&lt;br /&gt;Uma alma transcendente&lt;br /&gt;Um pequeno aprendiz&lt;br /&gt;Um menino valente…&lt;br /&gt;Que encontrou o seu lugar&lt;br /&gt;Um anjo sofredor&lt;br /&gt;Que sempre vou lembrar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aos pais do Leandro desejo muita força e um muito obrigada por me deixarem homenagear o “nosso” anjinho neste meu cantinho…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RyCSPJOph5I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/6N49Ya-cJA4/s1600-h/leo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125257164820678546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RyCSPJOph5I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/6N49Ya-cJA4/s400/leo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-2030961930041760869?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/2030961930041760869/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=2030961930041760869&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2030961930041760869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2030961930041760869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/10/ti-meu-anjinho.html' title='A TI MEU ANJINHO'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RyCSwZOph6I/AAAAAAAAAbY/LtaT50DTGiY/s72-c/LEANDRO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-1772898853814387367</id><published>2007-10-06T21:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T12:50:46.248+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Natureza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rwf2DWjxOEI/AAAAAAAAAbE/QieySLsWtsM/s1600-h/20277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118330038985504834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rwf2DWjxOEI/AAAAAAAAAbE/QieySLsWtsM/s400/20277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Amo a simplicidade da natureza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;os tons que escapam por entre o amanhecer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;por entre o cair das folhas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Adoro cada raio de sol que cai sobre mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;como uma maré no mar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Como cada luar que tarda, mas chega...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Amo a vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E tudo o que ela me dá...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-1772898853814387367?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/1772898853814387367/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=1772898853814387367&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1772898853814387367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1772898853814387367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/10/amo-simplicidade-da-natureza-os-tons.html' title='Natureza'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rwf2DWjxOEI/AAAAAAAAAbE/QieySLsWtsM/s72-c/20277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-6102659914134137288</id><published>2007-09-11T21:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T22:05:25.022Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acrilica sobre tela Preço 150€ VENDIDO'/><title type='text'>O céu é o limite...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RucAUHBHaUI/AAAAAAAAAa0/DpH1hOi-C_Y/s1600-h/O+cÃ©u+Ã©+o+limite.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109052647756228930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RucAUHBHaUI/AAAAAAAAAa0/DpH1hOi-C_Y/s400/O+c%C3%A9u+%C3%A9+o+limite.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voltei... Senti necessidade de o fazer, não por um motivo aparente... mas porque este é o meu cantinho... Uma grande e imensa parte de mim... Uma parte que não quero deixar adormecer, ou acabar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A todos que durante a minha "ausência" não me abandonaram, aos que não se esqueceram de me visitar... e também aos que só hoje me visitam, obrigada por me deixarem levar através deste lindo ecrâ o melhor que existe em mim... A pessoa que sou, aquilo que sinto e vos tento transmitir...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Após alguns dias de muita dedicação e felicidade acabei de dar o último toque a esta tela que adoro... E sem dúvida que, amo a pintura de uma forma pura e mágica... Logo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;O CÉU É O LIMITE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-6102659914134137288?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/6102659914134137288/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=6102659914134137288&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/6102659914134137288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/6102659914134137288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/09/o-cu-o-limite.html' title='O céu é o limite...'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RucAUHBHaUI/AAAAAAAAAa0/DpH1hOi-C_Y/s72-c/O+c%C3%A9u+%C3%A9+o+limite.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-362584211855421276</id><published>2007-08-26T20:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T12:57:11.631+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Até um dia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RtK79XBHaTI/AAAAAAAAAas/HfJB7GwKznc/s1600-h/1083547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103347990589303090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RtK79XBHaTI/AAAAAAAAAas/HfJB7GwKznc/s400/1083547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RtK6wHBHaSI/AAAAAAAAAak/Sa0XCehgd3Q/s1600-h/1083547.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Uma mentira repetida muitas vezes torna-se verdade”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joseph Goebbels (1897-1945) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-362584211855421276?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/362584211855421276/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=362584211855421276&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/362584211855421276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/362584211855421276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/08/at-um-dia.html' title='Até um dia...'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RtK79XBHaTI/AAAAAAAAAas/HfJB7GwKznc/s72-c/1083547.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-2766837662231935351</id><published>2007-08-21T21:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T21:29:34.711+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fez-se silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RstK3HBHaQI/AAAAAAAAAaU/L7sp7BA9YwQ/s1600-h/1145702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101253313564207362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RstK3HBHaQI/AAAAAAAAAaU/L7sp7BA9YwQ/s400/1145702.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Descanso…&lt;br /&gt;Reflicto…&lt;br /&gt;Dou por mim a divagar…&lt;br /&gt;Na beira de um rio&lt;br /&gt;Poesia a bailar…&lt;br /&gt;Pensamentos perfeitos&lt;br /&gt;Tom sobre tom…&lt;br /&gt;Magia entrelaçada&lt;br /&gt;Na imensidão da luz&lt;br /&gt;O espelho do tempo,&lt;br /&gt;O relógio a deslizar&lt;br /&gt;Por entre a alma&lt;br /&gt;Que voa&lt;br /&gt;Que encontra o luar…&lt;br /&gt;Silêncio em mim…&lt;br /&gt;Canção de embalar…&lt;br /&gt;Onde fecho os olhos e sinto&lt;br /&gt;Uma música a tocar…&lt;br /&gt;Uma força desmedida&lt;br /&gt;Que encontro e recupero&lt;br /&gt;Em cada entardecer do dia…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque a vida é a minha melhor conselheira, porque respiro a magia que brota de cada luar…de cada entardecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TEREI FORÇA P´RA VENCER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-2766837662231935351?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/2766837662231935351/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=2766837662231935351&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2766837662231935351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2766837662231935351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/08/fez-se-silncio.html' title='Fez-se silêncio'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RstK3HBHaQI/AAAAAAAAAaU/L7sp7BA9YwQ/s72-c/1145702.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-8649433771410486173</id><published>2007-07-29T23:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:40:33.114+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Veleiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rq0XKkvn5GI/AAAAAAAAAZU/OySVxK58fo8/s1600-h/78407.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092752224055452770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rq0XKkvn5GI/AAAAAAAAAZU/OySVxK58fo8/s400/78407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O céu imenso&lt;br /&gt;Por entre o luar&lt;br /&gt;Uma luz acesa&lt;br /&gt;Até ao despertar…&lt;br /&gt;Um veleiro trazido&lt;br /&gt;Pelas ondas do mar&lt;br /&gt;Até onde há sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Maresia a tocar…&lt;br /&gt;Silêncio transparente&lt;br /&gt;Música sem igual…&lt;br /&gt;Alma sonhadora&lt;br /&gt;Breve no respirar…&lt;br /&gt;Poesia ao luar…&lt;br /&gt;Expansão dos sentidos&lt;br /&gt;Sobre um mar sem fim&lt;br /&gt;Onde sonho…&lt;br /&gt;Me liberto…&lt;br /&gt;Acordo e desperto&lt;br /&gt;Onde sou página por escrever&lt;br /&gt;Maresia intensa&lt;br /&gt;Um livro aberto…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-8649433771410486173?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/8649433771410486173/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=8649433771410486173&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/8649433771410486173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/8649433771410486173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/07/veleiro.html' title='Veleiro'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rq0XKkvn5GI/AAAAAAAAAZU/OySVxK58fo8/s72-c/78407.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-1328830529123728822</id><published>2007-07-14T22:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T13:18:22.693+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acrilica sobre tela Preço 155€'/><title type='text'>Essência</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rpk8CY5b1ZI/AAAAAAAAAZM/U6DKdHmPrVg/s1600-h/EssÃªncia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087163265832441234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rpk8CY5b1ZI/AAAAAAAAAZM/U6DKdHmPrVg/s400/Ess%C3%AAncia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Essência natural&lt;br /&gt;Do fundo de mim&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;mbalar…&lt;br /&gt;Um gosto intenso…&lt;br /&gt;Puro… de&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;igual…&lt;br /&gt;Onde sou tinta dourada&lt;br /&gt;Ou cor natural…&lt;br /&gt;O e&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;pelho de mim…&lt;br /&gt;Criado na tela…&lt;br /&gt;Para um dia contemplar&lt;br /&gt;Uma recordação bela…&lt;br /&gt;pigmentos mágicos&lt;br /&gt;Com cor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; som…&lt;br /&gt;Uma mão que navega&lt;br /&gt;Tom sobre tom…&lt;br /&gt;Uma viagem perfeita&lt;br /&gt;Ao fu&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;do de mim…&lt;br /&gt;Onde sou alma imensa&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;or eleita…&lt;br /&gt;Uma felicidade intensa&lt;br /&gt;Onde p&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;nto…&lt;br /&gt;Onde sonho…&lt;br /&gt;Onde rio..&lt;br /&gt;Onde me escondo&lt;br /&gt;Onde quero encontr&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;br /&gt;Hoje e sempre…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O MAIS LINDO SONHO…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-1328830529123728822?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/1328830529123728822/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=1328830529123728822&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1328830529123728822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1328830529123728822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/07/essncia.html' title='Essência'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rpk8CY5b1ZI/AAAAAAAAAZM/U6DKdHmPrVg/s72-c/Ess%C3%AAncia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-8255304088605378635</id><published>2007-07-11T21:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T13:36:36.450+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acrilica sobre tela Reservado'/><title type='text'>Uma alma que sonha...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RpVAHR1PS-I/AAAAAAAAAZE/lJbd7OACL60/s1600-h/imenso.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086041847974808546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RpVAHR1PS-I/AAAAAAAAAZE/lJbd7OACL60/s400/imenso.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque cada vez mais amo a pintura, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque me sinto tranquila e feliz quando pinto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque a felicidade me invade de mil tons...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque os pigmentos me transportam para outro céu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para outro luar....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Continuo a sonhar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-8255304088605378635?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/8255304088605378635/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=8255304088605378635&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/8255304088605378635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/8255304088605378635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/07/uma-alma-que-sonha.html' title='Uma alma que sonha...'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RpVAHR1PS-I/AAAAAAAAAZE/lJbd7OACL60/s72-c/imenso.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-7225708110367965362</id><published>2007-07-05T13:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T13:51:09.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A minha alma...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Roznhx1PS8I/AAAAAAAAAY0/ozLlbMb03cE/s1600-h/1257719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083692646892784578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Roznhx1PS8I/AAAAAAAAAY0/ozLlbMb03cE/s400/1257719.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Admiro o céu&lt;br /&gt;Que vive em mim…&lt;br /&gt;A estrela em que habito&lt;br /&gt;Que me faz ser assim…&lt;br /&gt;Uma alma diferente&lt;br /&gt;Até a sonhar…&lt;br /&gt;que chora&lt;br /&gt;Que ri…&lt;br /&gt;Por entre o luar…&lt;br /&gt;Uma estrelinha que brilha&lt;br /&gt;Por entre mil tons&lt;br /&gt;Onde sou âncora no mar…&lt;br /&gt;Praia deserta…&lt;br /&gt;Manhã prateada&lt;br /&gt;Recordação bela…&lt;br /&gt;O fundo do mar&lt;br /&gt;Sentido na voz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;veleiro iluminado&lt;br /&gt;Coração palpitante&lt;br /&gt;Imensidão de sentires,&lt;br /&gt;Onde sou vento e brisa&lt;br /&gt;Um milhão de sentires…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque amo a vida e ela me dá e transmite todos os dias um novo amanhecer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sou feliz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-7225708110367965362?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/7225708110367965362/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=7225708110367965362&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/7225708110367965362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/7225708110367965362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/07/minha-alma.html' title='A minha alma...'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Roznhx1PS8I/AAAAAAAAAY0/ozLlbMb03cE/s72-c/1257719.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-2104797269970931964</id><published>2007-07-01T23:03:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T23:08:43.596+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Adeus Amigo Pedro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RogldR1PS7I/AAAAAAAAAYs/IQWqfRkCVjI/s1600-h/9611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082353364420742066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RogldR1PS7I/AAAAAAAAAYs/IQWqfRkCVjI/s400/9611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite a chegar&lt;br /&gt;Por dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;Uma magia desfeita&lt;br /&gt;Um brilho assim…&lt;br /&gt;A tua alma  feliz&lt;br /&gt;Uma estrela  distante&lt;br /&gt;Um coração que diz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde quer que estejas…&lt;br /&gt;Por entre o luar&lt;br /&gt;No meio do céu…&lt;br /&gt;A descansar…&lt;br /&gt;A vida acabou…&lt;br /&gt;O sofrimento também&lt;br /&gt;Foste um grande Amigo&lt;br /&gt;E ser humano também…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As lembranças mancham&lt;br /&gt;Um passado feliz…&lt;br /&gt;Onde foste alegre&lt;br /&gt;Um jovem aprendiz…&lt;br /&gt;Onde quer que estejas&lt;br /&gt;Para sempre irás lembrar…&lt;br /&gt;Uma Luísa que amaste&lt;br /&gt;Uma Márcia a te recordar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A ti Amigo Pedro… a minha última e sentida homenagem… e que a estrelinha mais brilhante que está no céu nunca te abandone…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com saudade &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-2104797269970931964?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/2104797269970931964/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=2104797269970931964&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2104797269970931964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2104797269970931964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/07/adeus-amigo-pedro.html' title='Adeus Amigo Pedro...'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RogldR1PS7I/AAAAAAAAAYs/IQWqfRkCVjI/s72-c/9611.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-3355333193715030213</id><published>2007-06-25T22:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T13:38:40.067+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acrilica sobre tela Preço: 35 € cada'/><title type='text'>Sou feliz a pintar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RoV8Zx1PS6I/AAAAAAAAAYk/KaVWitZGzU8/s1600-h/modificado.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081604536872684450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RoV8Zx1PS6I/AAAAAAAAAYk/KaVWitZGzU8/s400/modificado.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RoAt_CppD7I/AAAAAAAAAYU/mPhPprlDn3w/s1600-h/MudanÃ§a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080110940740456370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RoAt_CppD7I/AAAAAAAAAYU/mPhPprlDn3w/s400/Mudan%C3%A7a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se existem momentos em que sinto a mais pura e verdadeira felicidade em mim é sem dúvida quando passo através da alma para uma tela em branco aquilo que sinto, aquilo que sou…&lt;br /&gt;É na pintura que consigo transmitir aquilo que de mais belo existe em mim… uma enorme vontade de viver… Mesmo porque, e se por vezes, a vida é injusta e cruel, também ela me oferece as mais lindas pigmentações… de magníficas e imensas cores… e é através delas que me consigo exprimir e ser feliz… verdadeiramente!&lt;br /&gt;Após três dias de grande dedicação a uma tela “transparente” eis o resultado…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;az&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;nterior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;ranquilidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ú&lt;/span&gt;nica e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;econfortante da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;lma!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-3355333193715030213?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/3355333193715030213/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=3355333193715030213&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/3355333193715030213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/3355333193715030213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/06/sou-feliz-pintar.html' title='Sou feliz a pintar!'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RoV8Zx1PS6I/AAAAAAAAAYk/KaVWitZGzU8/s72-c/modificado.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-420004957461409842</id><published>2007-06-21T21:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T21:46:33.183+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amar o Silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RnrjDCppD6I/AAAAAAAAAYM/FbMnypMAMUI/s1600-h/ÂºÃ§lkjhgf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078621171204296610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RnrjDCppD6I/AAAAAAAAAYM/FbMnypMAMUI/s400/%C2%BA%C3%A7lkjhgf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Na margem do sonho&lt;br /&gt;Consegui encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Um silêncio perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Um instante particular…&lt;br /&gt;O vento levou-me&lt;br /&gt;Num pedaço de mar…&lt;br /&gt;em palavras sentidas&lt;br /&gt;numa música a tocar.&lt;br /&gt;Amplitude perfeita&lt;br /&gt;o refúgio de mim…&lt;br /&gt;Palavras que procuro&lt;br /&gt;e tento encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Palavras com som&lt;br /&gt;Silêncio particular.&lt;br /&gt;Caminhada estreita&lt;br /&gt;Passeio invulgar,&lt;br /&gt;Onde sou beira do rio&lt;br /&gt;Ou onda do mar...&lt;br /&gt;Um barco em terra…&lt;br /&gt;Um navio no mar…&lt;br /&gt;Um relógio parado…&lt;br /&gt;Ou pássaro a voar…&lt;br /&gt;O azul do céu&lt;br /&gt;O imenso luar…&lt;br /&gt;A magia da vida&lt;br /&gt;Uma estrela a brilhar&lt;br /&gt;Violino sem cordas&lt;br /&gt;Ou silêncio invulgar…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-420004957461409842?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/420004957461409842/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=420004957461409842&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/420004957461409842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/420004957461409842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/06/amar-o-silncio.html' title='Amar o Silêncio'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RnrjDCppD6I/AAAAAAAAAYM/FbMnypMAMUI/s72-c/%C2%BA%C3%A7lkjhgf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-585001170228435488</id><published>2007-06-06T23:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T00:15:15.142+01:00</updated><title type='text'>***Fundo de mim***</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rmc6bippD3I/AAAAAAAAAXs/0DwfbTlX6P8/s1600-h/1181095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073087750088494962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rmc6bippD3I/AAAAAAAAAXs/0DwfbTlX6P8/s400/1181095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Extensa melodia&lt;br /&gt;Em mim a bater…&lt;br /&gt;Uma sombra vadia…&lt;br /&gt;Que me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;az recolher…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensamento distante,&lt;br /&gt;Trazido pelo vento&lt;br /&gt;Pôs-se a noite,&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;m breve momento…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fecho os olhos&lt;br /&gt;E começo a divagar&lt;br /&gt;Ao fu&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;do de mim&lt;br /&gt;Uma música a tocar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma estrela brilha&lt;br /&gt;Por &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;entro de mim…&lt;br /&gt;Duas almas distantes&lt;br /&gt;Um silêncio sem fim…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melodia presente&lt;br /&gt;Em t&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ns de saudade&lt;br /&gt;Onde me perco e habito&lt;br /&gt;E dou asas à liberdade…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentimento profun&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;Do fundo do coração&lt;br /&gt;Onde me perco mas te sinto&lt;br /&gt;Onde t&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; estendo a mão…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; be&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;jo terno&lt;br /&gt;Que quero transfor&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ar&lt;br /&gt;Em pura realidade&lt;br /&gt;Quando te vir chegar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-585001170228435488?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/585001170228435488/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=585001170228435488&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/585001170228435488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/585001170228435488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/06/fundo-de-mim.html' title='***Fundo de mim***'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rmc6bippD3I/AAAAAAAAAXs/0DwfbTlX6P8/s72-c/1181095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-649530458245988318</id><published>2007-05-30T20:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T20:15:18.931+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Leveza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rl3NCc5_eCI/AAAAAAAAAXc/3c5HupbnyeY/s1600-h/lonely.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070434197491906594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rl3NCc5_eCI/AAAAAAAAAXc/3c5HupbnyeY/s400/lonely.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leveza…&lt;br /&gt;Um eterno luar…&lt;br /&gt;coração palpitante…&lt;br /&gt;Maresia sem igual…&lt;br /&gt;Um corpo ausente&lt;br /&gt;Espelhado sobre o mar…&lt;br /&gt;Que se agita…&lt;br /&gt;Que se acalma…&lt;br /&gt;Como a alma a divagar…&lt;br /&gt;O som do vento&lt;br /&gt;Em mim a tocar…&lt;br /&gt;Poesia escondida…&lt;br /&gt;Liberdade de sonhar…&lt;br /&gt;Magia transcendente&lt;br /&gt;Vontade de viver…&lt;br /&gt;Brilho consistente…&lt;br /&gt;A noite a chegar&lt;br /&gt;magia sonhadora&lt;br /&gt;Bela… enternecedora&lt;br /&gt;Onde sou ilha perdida…&lt;br /&gt;Barco ancorado…&lt;br /&gt;Beleza de vida…&lt;br /&gt;Um silêncio inacabado...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-649530458245988318?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/649530458245988318/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=649530458245988318&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/649530458245988318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/649530458245988318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/05/leveza.html' title='Leveza'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rl3NCc5_eCI/AAAAAAAAAXc/3c5HupbnyeY/s72-c/lonely.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-7978997373957342659</id><published>2007-05-10T11:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T12:26:00.243+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Suave</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RkL7XZmACNI/AAAAAAAAAXU/0z3tpuzKiYo/s1600-h/1165872.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062885310543694034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 370px" height="469" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RkL7XZmACNI/AAAAAAAAAXU/0z3tpuzKiYo/s400/1165872.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leveza…&lt;br /&gt;Serenidade…&lt;br /&gt;Uma alma transparente&lt;br /&gt;Fundida no areal…&lt;br /&gt;Num dia perfeito,&lt;br /&gt;Numa manhã sem igual…&lt;br /&gt;Onde permaneço…&lt;br /&gt;Onde quero habitar…&lt;br /&gt;A essência rematada&lt;br /&gt;Concentrada na maré…&lt;br /&gt;Um céu azul&lt;br /&gt;Em mim a acabar&lt;br /&gt;Por baixo das nuvens&lt;br /&gt;Um doce acordar…&lt;br /&gt;Um espaço cheio de tudo&lt;br /&gt;Cheio de nada&lt;br /&gt;Que em mim tropeça&lt;br /&gt;Me mantêm sossegada…&lt;br /&gt;Pedaços de vida,&lt;br /&gt;Que caem sobre mim…&lt;br /&gt;Uma rosa florida…&lt;br /&gt;Um corpo sem ferida…&lt;br /&gt;Uma alma imensa&lt;br /&gt;Que descansa&lt;br /&gt;Que se agita&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto eu tiver vida!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-7978997373957342659?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/7978997373957342659/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=7978997373957342659&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/7978997373957342659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/7978997373957342659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/05/suave.html' title='Suave'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RkL7XZmACNI/AAAAAAAAAXU/0z3tpuzKiYo/s72-c/1165872.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-9167853556018627352</id><published>2007-05-08T19:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T20:26:50.707+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Calma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RkDI5pmACLI/AAAAAAAAAXE/huw30qBN1os/s1600-h/jarro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062266873907775666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RkDI5pmACLI/AAAAAAAAAXE/huw30qBN1os/s400/jarro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Procurei o silêncio…&lt;br /&gt;Aqui o encontrei…&lt;br /&gt;Na mais perfeita magia…&lt;br /&gt;Solta como o vento…&lt;br /&gt;Leve como o som do mar…&lt;br /&gt;Tranquilidade perfeita&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de mim,&lt;br /&gt;Desde o fundo da alma…&lt;br /&gt;Por entre o respirar…&lt;br /&gt;No céu as estrelas…&lt;br /&gt;Profundidade veloz…&lt;br /&gt;Caminho estreito&lt;br /&gt;Jamais imperfeito&lt;br /&gt;Onde me sento&lt;br /&gt;Me deito&lt;br /&gt;Te procuro&lt;br /&gt;Te espreito&lt;br /&gt;Neste jardim da vida&lt;br /&gt;Onde o sonho é perfeito…&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-9167853556018627352?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/9167853556018627352/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=9167853556018627352&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/9167853556018627352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/9167853556018627352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/05/calma.html' title='Calma'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RkDI5pmACLI/AAAAAAAAAXE/huw30qBN1os/s72-c/jarro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-945078144102728832</id><published>2007-05-05T13:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T08:31:51.315+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tons de Luar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rjx3l5mACKI/AAAAAAAAAW8/vLgTdW-qKd0/s1600-h/lua%201111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061051574256666786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rjx3l5mACKI/AAAAAAAAAW8/vLgTdW-qKd0/s400/lua%25201111111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Céu…&lt;br /&gt;Luar…&lt;br /&gt;A noite extensa&lt;br /&gt;Por entre o mar…&lt;br /&gt;Beleza invulgar…&lt;br /&gt;Sem reservas…&lt;br /&gt;Sem igual…&lt;br /&gt;A magia do teu som,&lt;br /&gt;Por entre a brisa,&lt;br /&gt;Por entre a maré…&lt;br /&gt;Num lindo tom…&lt;br /&gt;Um eterno luar…&lt;br /&gt;Onde me perco…&lt;br /&gt;Onde habito…&lt;br /&gt;Noite além mar…&lt;br /&gt;A fuga perfeita,&lt;br /&gt;Por entre a luz…&lt;br /&gt;Sentida…&lt;br /&gt;Sublime…&lt;br /&gt;Intensa…&lt;br /&gt;Sem cessar…&lt;br /&gt;Onde repouso…&lt;br /&gt;Onde pernoito&lt;br /&gt;Até a manhã chegar…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-945078144102728832?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/945078144102728832/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=945078144102728832&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/945078144102728832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/945078144102728832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/05/tons-de-luar.html' title='Tons de Luar'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rjx3l5mACKI/AAAAAAAAAW8/vLgTdW-qKd0/s72-c/lua%25201111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-8318348965498569994</id><published>2007-05-01T21:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T10:03:47.129+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O meu cantinho... Uma parte de mim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RjmlZ5mACJI/AAAAAAAAAW0/1FEhMubhEqw/s1600-h/olhar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060257520702982290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RjmlZ5mACJI/AAAAAAAAAW0/1FEhMubhEqw/s400/olhar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RjelYpmACII/AAAAAAAAAWo/djafXsHb-zI/s1600-h/olhar.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olhar penetrante…&lt;br /&gt;Simplicidade estonteante&lt;br /&gt;Onde procurei no céu,&lt;br /&gt;Uma estrela…&lt;br /&gt;O luar…&lt;br /&gt;Uma brisa sempre distante.&lt;br /&gt;Uma página de luz…&lt;br /&gt;Um sonho frente ao mar…&lt;br /&gt;A simplicidade do toque,&lt;br /&gt;A ternura no respirar…&lt;br /&gt;Âmago profundo&lt;br /&gt;Pensamento do fundo…&lt;br /&gt;Breve…&lt;br /&gt;Apenas num segundo…&lt;br /&gt;Palavras em silêncio&lt;br /&gt;Prateado como o vento…&lt;br /&gt;Onde voa entre sons…&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo ternurento…&lt;br /&gt;Infinidade de estrelas…&lt;br /&gt;Apenas no céu a brilhar…&lt;br /&gt;Bem longe…&lt;br /&gt;Bem perto…&lt;br /&gt;Por entre o luar…&lt;br /&gt;O silêncio prateado&lt;br /&gt;Onde consegui encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Amizades perfeitas…&lt;br /&gt;Pessoas sem igual…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;A todos os que me “ouvem” e me têm acompanhado, aos que me visitam por acaso e a todos aqueles que de uma maneira ou de outra me deixam as suas palavras… um muito obrigada por fazerem deste meu cantinho, um lugar perfeito… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-8318348965498569994?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/8318348965498569994/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=8318348965498569994&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/8318348965498569994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/8318348965498569994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/05/o-meu-cantinho-uma-parte-de-mim.html' title='O meu cantinho... Uma parte de mim...'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RjmlZ5mACJI/AAAAAAAAAW0/1FEhMubhEqw/s72-c/olhar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-1430087643780717275</id><published>2007-04-26T20:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T22:26:28.831+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Noite ao Luar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RjD4zZmACHI/AAAAAAAAAWg/SafncU9-0d4/s1600-h/lkijhuygtfdxgcv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057815943464355954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RjD4zZmACHI/AAAAAAAAAWg/SafncU9-0d4/s400/lkijhuygtfdxgcv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RjD3NpmACGI/AAAAAAAAAWY/8oqdYSDgZJ8/s1600-h/lkijhuygtfdxgcv.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;oite caiu…&lt;br /&gt;Sem avisar…&lt;br /&gt;Numa espécie de prata,&lt;br /&gt;Em forma de luar…&lt;br /&gt;Ilumin&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;u a vida…&lt;br /&gt;A margem do coração…&lt;br /&gt;Num som mág&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;co,&lt;br /&gt;Brilhante… único…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;rouxe ao pensamento,&lt;br /&gt;A magia de um mom&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;nto,&lt;br /&gt;Sensações cintilantes…&lt;br /&gt;Breves no respirar,&lt;br /&gt;Estreit&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;s entre mim…&lt;br /&gt;Únicas sem pensar…&lt;br /&gt;Pensei-te… t&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;quei-te…&lt;br /&gt;Abracei-te…&lt;br /&gt;Num sonho profundo…&lt;br /&gt;Onde tentei encontrar&lt;br /&gt;O &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ugar perfeito…&lt;br /&gt;Afável, s&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;blime…&lt;br /&gt;Para te continuar a amar…&lt;br /&gt;Sem b&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;rreiras…&lt;br /&gt;Sem dor…&lt;br /&gt;Durante a noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Até a manhã chega&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-1430087643780717275?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/1430087643780717275/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=1430087643780717275&amp;isPopup=true' title='42 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1430087643780717275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1430087643780717275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/04/luar.html' title='Noite ao Luar'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RjD4zZmACHI/AAAAAAAAAWg/SafncU9-0d4/s72-c/lkijhuygtfdxgcv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-2126215249327294806</id><published>2007-04-24T11:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T14:12:32.723+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Abraça-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Ri3baiDxQ7I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/H9oM0AJSXUM/s1600-h/yfdsgh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056939205472633778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Ri3baiDxQ7I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/H9oM0AJSXUM/s400/yfdsgh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Areal extenso…&lt;br /&gt;Em tons de luz…&lt;br /&gt;O som da brisa&lt;br /&gt;Por mim a passar…&lt;br /&gt;Em formas sublimes…&lt;br /&gt;Com feitios intensos,&lt;br /&gt;Mágicos…&lt;br /&gt;Uma felicidade imensa&lt;br /&gt;Partilhada em mil tons…&lt;br /&gt;Com a maré que trás&lt;br /&gt;Pedaços de céu…&lt;br /&gt;Bocados de mar…&lt;br /&gt;Como a onda a vir,&lt;br /&gt;em mim a tocar…&lt;br /&gt;O prateado da vida…&lt;br /&gt;Um raio de sol…&lt;br /&gt;A imensidão transparente,&lt;br /&gt;Consistente…&lt;br /&gt;Onde está presente em mim…&lt;br /&gt;A todos os minutos do dia…&lt;br /&gt;Da vida…&lt;br /&gt;Sem distorcer,&lt;br /&gt;Sem cessar…&lt;br /&gt;Uma vontade imensa de te abraçar…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-2126215249327294806?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/2126215249327294806/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=2126215249327294806&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2126215249327294806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2126215249327294806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/04/abraa-me.html' title='Abraça-me'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Ri3baiDxQ7I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/H9oM0AJSXUM/s72-c/yfdsgh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-6571294522879397139</id><published>2007-04-19T22:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T23:50:37.363+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AMO-TE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RifmwyDxQ6I/AAAAAAAAAWI/DyIHJh2cdMk/s1600-h/CA8T8F35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055262832492364706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RifmwyDxQ6I/AAAAAAAAAWI/DyIHJh2cdMk/s400/CA8T8F35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RifkiiDxQ5I/AAAAAAAAAWA/JbhnqLACl9g/s1600-h/vghbjn.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Não quero pensar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no que se &lt;/strong&gt;p&lt;strong&gt;assou...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Uma tristeza aflita,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;o esfriar da vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;uma alma quase vazia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Momentos sofridos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;onde tent&lt;/strong&gt;e&lt;strong&gt;i encontrar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;uma margem de dúvida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;um instante pra sonhar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O vazio invadiu-me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tomou conta de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;transformou o meu peito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;num &lt;/strong&gt;d&lt;strong&gt;iluvio sem fim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tentei procurar-te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;o orgulho não deixou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Os dias passaram...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Como meses sem fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;senti-te sem te sentir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;toquei-te sem te tocar...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Transfo&lt;/strong&gt;r&lt;strong&gt;mei a minha vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;num reflexo de amar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De repente...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A tristeza do&lt;em&gt;r&lt;/em&gt;miu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a felicidade abraçou-me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tomou conta de nós,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;juntou-nos n&lt;/strong&gt;o&lt;strong&gt;vamente,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;de uma f&lt;em&gt;o&lt;/em&gt;rma diferente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;numa realidade transcendente...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desta vez PARA SEMPRE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Porque a vida não me deixou esquecer-te,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;porque a vida me ensinou a gostar de ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hoje posso dizer... AMO-TE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-6571294522879397139?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/6571294522879397139/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=6571294522879397139&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/6571294522879397139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/6571294522879397139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/04/amo-te.html' title='AMO-TE'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RifmwyDxQ6I/AAAAAAAAAWI/DyIHJh2cdMk/s72-c/CA8T8F35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-590640777138955835</id><published>2007-04-15T19:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T20:07:34.578+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vazio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RiJyCb-yEAI/AAAAAAAAAV4/m-pqtmJZSsU/s1600-h/1000imagenslokjjh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053727118059507714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RiJyCb-yEAI/AAAAAAAAAV4/m-pqtmJZSsU/s400/1000imagenslokjjh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Pen&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;                            Repe&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                         Fecho os o&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lhos…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       Não quero p&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ensar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                    Mágoas afl&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;itas…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                  Um ime&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nso amar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Record&lt;/span&gt;ações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                  Pens&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;amentos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                   Emoç&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ões,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                     Sensaçõe&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;s perdidas…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                      Coraçõe&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;s distantes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                          Almas fe&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ridas…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                            Como o ve&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nto em fuga,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                Com a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;vida em nós,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     O silênci&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;o desfeito…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                         Dentro do &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;meu peito…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                            Um choro &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;desesperado,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                               Uma casa se&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;m telhado,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                  Um susp&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;iro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; desenfreado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       O treme&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; da voz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                            Um sonh&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;o inacabado,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                                Para &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sempre recordado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 &lt;strong&gt; Eu… &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;                                                                    &lt;strong&gt;Um Am&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;or …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;                                                                       …nunca acaba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-590640777138955835?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/590640777138955835/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=590640777138955835&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/590640777138955835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/590640777138955835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/04/vazio.html' title='Vazio'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RiJyCb-yEAI/AAAAAAAAAV4/m-pqtmJZSsU/s72-c/1000imagenslokjjh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-2038189884483691779</id><published>2007-04-10T21:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T22:23:37.359+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Estrela Sozinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rhv467-yD_I/AAAAAAAAAVw/gWDW9vSAiC4/s1600-h/lkkjhgf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051905098443263986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rhv467-yD_I/AAAAAAAAAVw/gWDW9vSAiC4/s400/lkkjhgf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As palavras levam-me&lt;br /&gt;Para dentro de ti,&lt;br /&gt;Numa música estranha,&lt;br /&gt;Um silêncio sem fim…&lt;br /&gt;O sossego perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Colocado na voz,&lt;br /&gt;A essência constante…&lt;br /&gt;Um momento a sós…&lt;br /&gt;A ferida aberta,&lt;br /&gt;Recordações sem cessar,&lt;br /&gt;Um refúgio aberto,&lt;br /&gt;Incerto…&lt;br /&gt;Concreto…&lt;br /&gt;Um dilúvio sem mar…&lt;br /&gt;O mar secou…&lt;br /&gt;A beleza também,&lt;br /&gt;Uma conjuntura desfeita,&lt;br /&gt;A imperfeição de quem?!&lt;br /&gt;Uma estrela sozinha…&lt;br /&gt;Um caminho longínquo,&lt;br /&gt;Onde te penso… te sinto…&lt;br /&gt;O vento levou-te…&lt;br /&gt;A vida também…&lt;br /&gt;Talvez a chuva te leve…&lt;br /&gt;Te traga também…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim como os dilúvios nem tudo levam… a chuva, o vento, a brisa me faz recordar todas as situações da vida que me fizeram sorrir…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A todos os que me lêem tenho um pedido a fazer: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEJAM FELIZES e FAÇAM ALGUÉM FELIZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-2038189884483691779?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/2038189884483691779/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=2038189884483691779&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2038189884483691779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/2038189884483691779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/04/estrela-sozinha.html' title='Estrela Sozinha'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rhv467-yD_I/AAAAAAAAAVw/gWDW9vSAiC4/s72-c/lkkjhgf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-5423496324482953937</id><published>2007-04-06T12:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T12:09:23.831+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Serenidade sem fim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RhYpE8XZ0gI/AAAAAAAAAVo/2sxUP6JjG58/s1600-h/NNGFYG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050269197043094018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RhYpE8XZ0gI/AAAAAAAAAVo/2sxUP6JjG58/s400/NNGFYG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O reflexo da calma,&lt;br /&gt;O silêncio em mim,&lt;br /&gt;Dentro da alma,&lt;br /&gt;Fora dela…&lt;br /&gt;Apenas o mar como&lt;br /&gt;Companhia…&lt;br /&gt;Terno,&lt;br /&gt;Sublime…&lt;br /&gt;A serenidade dentro de mim…&lt;br /&gt;Como onda perfeita,&lt;br /&gt;A ânsia desfeita,&lt;br /&gt;Uma alma nova,&lt;br /&gt;Sincera, desigual…&lt;br /&gt;Uma onda eterna&lt;br /&gt;Em pleno areal…&lt;br /&gt;Infinidade infinita,&lt;br /&gt;Uma alma infinda…&lt;br /&gt;Como o mar…&lt;br /&gt;Como a vida…&lt;br /&gt;Como o meu respirar…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A todos os que me visitam e me acompanham neste cantinho uma Páscoa feliz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;um beijinho especial ao &lt;strong&gt;Jorgito&lt;/strong&gt; e à &lt;strong&gt;Lia&lt;/strong&gt;, pela amizade e pela óptima companhia que me fazem, ADORO-VOS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-5423496324482953937?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/5423496324482953937/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=5423496324482953937&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/5423496324482953937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/5423496324482953937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/04/serenidade-sem-fim.html' title='Serenidade sem fim'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RhYpE8XZ0gI/AAAAAAAAAVo/2sxUP6JjG58/s72-c/NNGFYG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-819540822480578143</id><published>2007-03-30T23:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T23:46:39.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Aconchego da Lua</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rg2OOc3JqcI/AAAAAAAAAVU/hbyrvyOJ7uA/s1600-h/bvvgfh,kb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047847136269019586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rg2OOc3JqcI/AAAAAAAAAVU/hbyrvyOJ7uA/s400/bvvgfh,kb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Uma alma transparente,&lt;br /&gt;Um corpo preso ao vento,&lt;br /&gt;Um silêncio perfeito…&lt;br /&gt;O suspirar do tempo…&lt;br /&gt;O declive na voz,&lt;br /&gt;Um sentimento profundo&lt;br /&gt;O refúgio do mundo…&lt;br /&gt;Pensamentos mágicos,&lt;br /&gt;Presos entre sons…&lt;br /&gt;O relógio parou,&lt;br /&gt;Rasgou a verdade…&lt;br /&gt;O ânimo gritou&lt;br /&gt;Entre brisas…&lt;br /&gt;Cumplicidades estonteantes…&lt;br /&gt;Silêncios reconfortantes…&lt;br /&gt;Prendeu-me ao pensamento&lt;br /&gt;Cruzou-me contra o vento…&lt;br /&gt;A lua aconchegou-me&lt;br /&gt;E tornou-se o meu alento…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-819540822480578143?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/819540822480578143/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=819540822480578143&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/819540822480578143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/819540822480578143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/03/uma-alma-transparente-um-corpo-preso-ao.html' title='Aconchego da Lua'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rg2OOc3JqcI/AAAAAAAAAVU/hbyrvyOJ7uA/s72-c/bvvgfh,kb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-3422532912374272704</id><published>2007-03-23T19:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-23T20:10:59.955Z</updated><title type='text'>Endless Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RgQwhUcrfwI/AAAAAAAAAU4/pjPCS09H_o4/s1600-h/1000imagens[9].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045210831544614658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RgQwhUcrfwI/AAAAAAAAAU4/pjPCS09H_o4/s400/1000imagens%5B9%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;strada eterna, silenciosa…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;ascida numa manhã prateada,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;e sol escondido, de uma brisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;eve… serena… densa…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;terna… mas ainda assim…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ublime… que transporta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;audade…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;ecordações veementes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O &lt;/span&gt;lugar perfeito, rematado onde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;dormeço as mágoas, as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;ores e Sou Feliz!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-3422532912374272704?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/3422532912374272704/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=3422532912374272704&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/3422532912374272704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/3422532912374272704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/03/endless-road.html' title='Endless Road'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RgQwhUcrfwI/AAAAAAAAAU4/pjPCS09H_o4/s72-c/1000imagens%5B9%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-5079354373101945333</id><published>2007-03-17T23:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-22T23:08:24.812Z</updated><title type='text'>Páginas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rfx21AqbcUI/AAAAAAAAAUo/StN9nHvb8no/s1600-h/livro[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043036335831216450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rfx21AqbcUI/AAAAAAAAAUo/StN9nHvb8no/s400/livro%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Cada sopro do vento,&lt;br /&gt;Cada palavra que escrevo,&lt;br /&gt;Cada silêncio que componho&lt;br /&gt;É transformado&lt;br /&gt;Numa nova página…&lt;br /&gt;Num novo som,&lt;br /&gt;Num equilíbrio perfeito,&lt;br /&gt;Singelo… enternecedor…&lt;br /&gt;Cada momento é composto de&lt;br /&gt;Nostalgia…&lt;br /&gt;Encanto…&lt;br /&gt;É na escrita que me encontro,&lt;br /&gt;Que me torno num ser melhor…&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo quando a noite caí…&lt;br /&gt;O dia surge…&lt;br /&gt;As nuvens cobrem o sol…&lt;br /&gt;Tudo fica indistinto,&lt;br /&gt;Intenso… Imenso…&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo quando tudo parece perdido…&lt;br /&gt;Tenho sempre junto a mim…&lt;br /&gt;Uma página da vida…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-5079354373101945333?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/5079354373101945333/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=5079354373101945333&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/5079354373101945333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/5079354373101945333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/03/pginas.html' title='Páginas'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rfx21AqbcUI/AAAAAAAAAUo/StN9nHvb8no/s72-c/livro%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-3349026419768833614</id><published>2007-03-15T20:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:28:37.349Z</updated><title type='text'>Alternância</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RfmxNqP0AgI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/xlT87XGxPOo/s1600-h/soleil_mer4().jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042256106055008770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RfmxNqP0AgI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/xlT87XGxPOo/s400/soleil_mer4().jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De &lt;/em&gt;um lado a luz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do outr&lt;/em&gt;o a sombra fria…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A expansão do&lt;/em&gt; entardecer do dia…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A propagação d&lt;/em&gt;a tua partida…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O arrefecer d&lt;/em&gt;a magia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A exuberância dos&lt;/em&gt; sons…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mil tons so&lt;/em&gt;bre ti…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O reflexo&lt;/em&gt; das águas…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sensib&lt;/em&gt;ilidade vadia…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por detrá&lt;/em&gt;s das nuvens…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A escon&lt;/em&gt;der-te sem cessar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O refú&lt;/em&gt;gio perfeito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ta&lt;/em&gt;lvez!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque sei que&lt;/em&gt; vais voltar…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;Após a minha ausência deste meu cantinho... Finalmente, estou de volta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;Já tinha saudades de escrever aqui... Saudades de mostrar aquilo que faço, escrevo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663366;"&gt;Enfim... Este meu cantinho é o meu ponto de abrigo... Um grande amigo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#663366;"&gt;O lugar que me deu a conhecer pessoas fantásticas como o Jorge(http:/endless-sea.blogspot.com), e a Broken (http:/conversacomigo.blogspot.com) em especial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Jorge:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Desde já agradeço pela tua disponibilidade. és uma pessoa excepcional, fantástica, sincera, transparente... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Um óptimo amigo, uma excelente companhia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Um mar sem fim de amizade para ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Broken:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Bem... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Não sei bem o que dizer... queria transmitir-te alguma força... mas não sei como...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Só quero dizer-te que estou sempre aqui para o que precisares... Tens um coração sofrido, mas ainda assim lindo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Beijinhos com amizade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"Eu estou aqui..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-3349026419768833614?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/3349026419768833614/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=3349026419768833614&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/3349026419768833614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/3349026419768833614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/03/alternncia.html' title='Alternância'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RfmxNqP0AgI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/xlT87XGxPOo/s72-c/soleil_mer4().jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-5845627394148988075</id><published>2007-03-14T21:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-02T13:34:34.282+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acrilica sobre tela Preço: 25 €'/><title type='text'>"Mar sem fim"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RfhuVqP0AfI/AAAAAAAAAUI/gkNNp-SzMLc/s1600-h/Endless+Sea.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041901101238190578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RfhuVqP0AfI/AAAAAAAAAUI/gkNNp-SzMLc/s400/Endless+Sea.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Um mar sem fim de vontade de transpor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;para a tela uma imensidão de vontades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-5845627394148988075?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/5845627394148988075/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=5845627394148988075&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/5845627394148988075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/5845627394148988075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/03/mar-sem-fim.html' title='&quot;Mar sem fim&quot;'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RfhuVqP0AfI/AAAAAAAAAUI/gkNNp-SzMLc/s72-c/Endless+Sea.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-635387799518738747</id><published>2007-02-28T22:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:29:02.518Z</updated><title type='text'>A tua chegada... A tua partida...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/ReX-CVvSsFI/AAAAAAAAAT8/i_xLpwJgjBg/s1600-h/sol1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036711074432462930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/ReX-CVvSsFI/AAAAAAAAAT8/i_xLpwJgjBg/s400/sol1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O dia dá &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;lugar à noite,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tudo é&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; autêntico…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As pigmentaçõe&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;s, as sensibilidades, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beleza que &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;a tua partida trás…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A perfeição da&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; tua saída,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O teu retorno após u&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;m longo amanhecer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Um eterno e&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ntardecer…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avermelhado&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;, único… sentido…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão simples&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; e transparente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão insinu&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ante&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;e autêntico…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Em tons quentes&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;, fortes… lindos…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tua luz sobre &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;brisa silenciosa…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A intensi&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;dade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;das coisas…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sob&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;re&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;as horas perdidas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sobr&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;e o relógio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que trá&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; a lua…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;estrelas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu lu&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;em ti…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A exaltaçã&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;dos sentidos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do querer&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;… do sentir…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como é &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sublime a tua partida,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A tu&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; chegada…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sem hesi&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;çõe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;s…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sem rev&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;irav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;oltas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em difere&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;nt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;es tons…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mas se&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;mpre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;com uma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda e Ex&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;trema &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;beleza…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-635387799518738747?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/635387799518738747/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=635387799518738747&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/635387799518738747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/635387799518738747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/02/tua-chegada-tua-partida.html' title='A tua chegada... A tua partida...'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/ReX-CVvSsFI/AAAAAAAAAT8/i_xLpwJgjBg/s72-c/sol1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-3954294387178194451</id><published>2007-02-27T22:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:29:32.258Z</updated><title type='text'>Tons de Azul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/ReSyg0ErpRI/AAAAAAAAATs/vnstACluHQg/s1600-h/felicidade.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036346560110896402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/ReSyg0ErpRI/AAAAAAAAATs/vnstACluHQg/s400/felicidade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Folhas caídas…&lt;br /&gt;Os sentidos na minha mão,&lt;br /&gt;Uma mão cheia de vida…&lt;br /&gt;Abreviação de momentos…&lt;br /&gt;A nossa existência colocada&lt;br /&gt;Dentro… fora… sobre ti…&lt;br /&gt;Um entrelaçar de sentidos…&lt;br /&gt;A tua presença em mim…&lt;br /&gt;Os travões da vida&lt;br /&gt;A inconstância sem fim…&lt;br /&gt;Curta… Espontânea …&lt;br /&gt;Abreviada em vontades.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui…&lt;br /&gt;sinto os traços do teu rosto&lt;br /&gt;a unirem-se aos meus,&lt;br /&gt;a cruzarem-se com o meu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;E é tão bom quando isso acontece!&lt;br /&gt;Estou mergulhada numa pétala&lt;br /&gt;De recordações, uma pétala fechada&lt;br /&gt;Simétrica a ti…&lt;br /&gt;Uma flor em tons de azul…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jorge… Amigo…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada por mais esta linda imagem,&lt;br /&gt;Como vês deu origem a mais um poema…. Espero que gostes…&lt;br /&gt;E já agora Obrigada por seres meu Amigo.&lt;br /&gt;És uma pessoa sensacional… Quase transparente…&lt;br /&gt;Um Mar sem Fim de amizade para ti…&lt;br /&gt;Beijinhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-3954294387178194451?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/3954294387178194451/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=3954294387178194451&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/3954294387178194451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/3954294387178194451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/02/tons-de-azul.html' title='Tons de Azul'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/ReSyg0ErpRI/AAAAAAAAATs/vnstACluHQg/s72-c/felicidade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-5342339308580713588</id><published>2007-02-25T22:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:30:20.593Z</updated><title type='text'>Aqui sozinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/ReIUtEErpOI/AAAAAAAAATE/k948v6gKfMg/s1600-h/f89[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035610097773683938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/ReIUtEErpOI/AAAAAAAAATE/k948v6gKfMg/s400/f89%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Amplitude perfeita,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;O teu som perto de mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Ansiedade desfeita,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Cruzada dentro de ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Como concha partida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Como onda em silêncio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;como maré vazia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;o entrelaçar do vento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;o nosso alento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Força desmedida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Intensidade perdida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Alma sentida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;O encaminhar da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;O sufocar da ferida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Enfim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;...Uma alma vazia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Desejo a todos os que visitam o meu cantinho uma semana feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-5342339308580713588?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/5342339308580713588/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=5342339308580713588&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/5342339308580713588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/5342339308580713588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/02/aqui-sozinha.html' title='Aqui sozinha'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/ReIUtEErpOI/AAAAAAAAATE/k948v6gKfMg/s72-c/f89%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-3471020584058726391</id><published>2007-02-21T21:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-29T08:15:26.489+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pôr do Sol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RdzBb0ErpLI/AAAAAAAAASo/gevyYBYTjiQ/s1600-h/solmar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034111167072281778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RdzBb0ErpLI/AAAAAAAAASo/gevyYBYTjiQ/s400/solmar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Procuro-te&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;neste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cantinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; mágico,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Inefável,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; num&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;fascino&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;que…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;… toma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;conta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;mim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;aquece &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;alma,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Transporta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;para&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;outro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Céu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Outro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; horizonte,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Outro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;anoitecer…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Procuro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;um&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;pedaço&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;amor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Uma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; parte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;vida&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; me faz feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Um&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;fragmento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;existência&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;reconfortante,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Simples,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mas intacta…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Procuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; a cumplicidade&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mais brilhante,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Mais infinita…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aquela que faz sonhar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rever-te em mil tons,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E se um banco me espera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No meio deste areal…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com o sol nele a acabar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É porque com toda a certeza…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONTINUO A SONHAR…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agradeço a meu amigo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://endless-sea.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jorge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;por me ter oferecido esta magnifica paisagem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;O meu muito obrigada e um beijinho para ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-3471020584058726391?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/3471020584058726391/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=3471020584058726391&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/3471020584058726391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/3471020584058726391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/02/pr-do-sol.html' title='Pôr do Sol'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RdzBb0ErpLI/AAAAAAAAASo/gevyYBYTjiQ/s72-c/solmar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-4513841529053179568</id><published>2007-02-17T22:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:31:19.886Z</updated><title type='text'>Junto a ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RdeBKIHpL-I/AAAAAAAAASM/drRV0mWiBos/s1600-h/gatinhos[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032633119588036578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RdeBKIHpL-I/AAAAAAAAASM/drRV0mWiBos/s400/gatinhos%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Aconchego... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Estás a meu lado, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;parece mentira...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Mas é real...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Como a vida está comigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;como a onda está pro mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Dentro de mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;No interior de nós...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Mesmo quando chove,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;até mesmo na foz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Tudo é intenso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;tudo é real,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;mesmo quando repouso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;neste meu areal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;És vida em mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Um pedaço de nós...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-4513841529053179568?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/4513841529053179568/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=4513841529053179568&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/4513841529053179568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/4513841529053179568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/02/junto-ti.html' title='Junto a ti'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RdeBKIHpL-I/AAAAAAAAASM/drRV0mWiBos/s72-c/gatinhos%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-8204799058357446312</id><published>2007-02-16T23:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:31:37.882Z</updated><title type='text'>Pensamentos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RdY_rIHpL9I/AAAAAAAAASA/kLl5RHgL22o/s1600-h/pensamientos_perdidos[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032279643779575762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RdY_rIHpL9I/AAAAAAAAASA/kLl5RHgL22o/s400/pensamientos_perdidos%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Penso em ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mesmo quando a noite caí...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mesmo quando a lua desaparece,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ou incobre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;a minha&lt;/span&gt; saudade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mesmo quando&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;aqu&lt;/span&gt;ele espacinho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;dentro de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;mim &lt;/span&gt;se liberta e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;me devolve o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;bri&lt;/span&gt;lho ao olhar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Pen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;o-te...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sinto&lt;/span&gt;-te...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nesta &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;imensidão&lt;/span&gt; de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sons que a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;noite me trás,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;o dia me &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;devolve,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dentro de um es&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;paço breve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas lindo que tenho de&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ntro de mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-8204799058357446312?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/8204799058357446312/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=8204799058357446312&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-8034780501679889629</id><published>2007-02-16T19:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:32:07.382Z</updated><title type='text'>A teu lado...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RdYCQoHpL8I/AAAAAAAAAR0/heoRDKILQdo/s1600-h/20060908_gatinhos[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032212118303748034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RdYCQoHpL8I/AAAAAAAAAR0/heoRDKILQdo/s400/20060908_gatinhos%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Palpitações...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;O Amor dentro de nós,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;a magia dos sentidos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;a essência perfeita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;A vontade de te amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;O aconchego do teu peito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;A libertação de sonhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Amplitude perfeita,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Eu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Tu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;O aroma do Amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;O siêncio perfeito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;A vontade de te abraçar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-8034780501679889629?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/8034780501679889629/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=8034780501679889629&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/8034780501679889629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/8034780501679889629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/2007/02/teu-lado.html' title='A teu lado...'/><author><name>Márcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210642637140846386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RdYCQoHpL8I/AAAAAAAAAR0/heoRDKILQdo/s72-c/20060908_gatinhos%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-2015118601949671338</id><published>2007-02-15T21:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:32:43.590Z</updated><title type='text'>Ninho de Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RdTU2oHpL7I/AAAAAAAAARo/g120ATaRkJk/s1600-h/Um%20beijo%20para%20ti-thumb[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031880718627188658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RdTU2oHpL7I/AAAAAAAAARo/g120ATaRkJk/s400/Um%2520beijo%2520para%2520ti-thumb%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beijo terno…&lt;br /&gt;Cumplicidade rematada,&lt;br /&gt;Almas unidas,&lt;br /&gt;Vida amanhecida,&lt;br /&gt;Solidão perdida,&lt;br /&gt;Intensificação da vida,&lt;br /&gt;Proximidade constatada,&lt;br /&gt;O luar dentro de nós,&lt;br /&gt;Laços de ternura&lt;br /&gt;De extrema paixão,&lt;br /&gt;Ternura impenetrável,&lt;br /&gt;Palavras em silêncio,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Uma eterna união…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;Para todos os que amam ou são amados...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-2015118601949671338?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/S1z2HRVTP2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/dU445XH7G6I/S220/HPIM4460.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RdTU2oHpL7I/AAAAAAAAARo/g120ATaRkJk/s72-c/Um%2520beijo%2520para%2520ti-thumb%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2874403422995752128.post-2115562914292167248</id><published>2007-02-15T13:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-28T23:17:42.370+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Por entre a janela</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RdRkMoHpL6I/AAAAAAAAARU/vIk3fx7iAXU/s1600-h/CA7K7GKC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031756851770372002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="162" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RdRkMoHpL6I/AAAAAAAAARU/vIk3fx7iAXU/s400/CA7K7GKC.jpg" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Do outro lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;permanece um pedaço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;de céu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Um entardecer sentido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;tardio, alaranjado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Invadido pela brisa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;pelo entranhar da lua,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;do céu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Pela espantosa e doce beleza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;da tua chegada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Linda, e encantadora &lt;em&gt;noite...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-2115562914292167248?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/2115562914292167248/comments/default' title='Enviar 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style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abraça-me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deixa-me sentir-te,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;não só neste dia, mas em&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;todos aqueles que &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;somos um só...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mesmo nas horas em que tudo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;parece deixar de fazer sentido.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ou até mesmo quando estamos sós.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tu estás em mim,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Naquele pedaço de aconchego&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que só o teu peito me trás...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;És um pedaço de mim Pedro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A todos os que visitam este meu cantinho um dia muito feliz...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-5142884385851092943?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/5142884385851092943/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=5142884385851092943&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/5142884385851092943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rc-TG4HpL2I/AAAAAAAAAQs/cGZNaA-6JFM/s1600-h/anjoloiro[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030401055149076322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/Rc-TG4HpL2I/AAAAAAAAAQs/cGZNaA-6JFM/s400/anjoloiro%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Penso em ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hora a hora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sem hesitar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Como uma alma perdida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Um pedaço de amar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;imagino-te em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;mesmo sem te imaginar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Construo a minha vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;neste pedaço de céu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;onde habitas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;onde me abraças,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;mesmo a sonhar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;vida dourada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ansiedade constatada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Alma imensa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;vida intensa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Uma imensidão de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;vontades que só fazem sentido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;porque possuo, uma Alma de Anjo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-553818212293545413?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/553818212293545413/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=553818212293545413&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/553818212293545413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;As mais belas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquelas que nem o vento leva,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquelas que nem o tempo corroí.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em cada amanhecer penso-te,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;como um barco sobre o porto, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;como um refúgio em mim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como uma maré perdida, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;como uma casa vazia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inconstância perdida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inevitávelmente...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O palpitar da vida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.pt/imgres?imgurl=http://www.grupoimagem.org.br/media%255CImagem%2520de%2520Mulher%255CMarco%2520Aur%C3%A9lio%2520Costa%2520-%25203.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http://www.grupoimagem.org.br/&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;h=587&amp;w=800&amp;amp;sz=198&amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;start=143&amp;tbnid=06yJF3VStAOY6M:&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tbnh=105&amp;tbnw=143&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dmulher%26start%3D126%26ndsp%3D18%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Dpt-BR%26sa%3DN"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-5029878845545910369?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/5029878845545910369/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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há...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A força de todos os sentidos numa só existência.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-1482760587664022610?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/1482760587664022610/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2874403422995752128&amp;postID=1482760587664022610&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1482760587664022610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2874403422995752128/posts/default/1482760587664022610'/><link 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RcJX1tKd0ZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/rXO_WyX3sPI/s1600-h/Coracaomar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026676714267070866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L-dAqHa3lrA/RcJX1tKd0ZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/rXO_WyX3sPI/s400/Coracaomar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sinto-te...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aqui, perto do sol...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Longe da areia,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dentro desta imensidão,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que não consigo transpor,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;esconder... tocar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A mesma que me faz rir,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A única que me faz chorar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo é ideal, aqui...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo é transcendente, único,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;belo, esplendido, perto de ti Mar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedico este poema a meu amigo Jorge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Márcia&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2874403422995752128-7909037052665974555?l=silencioprateado.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silencioprateado.blogspot.com/feeds/7909037052665974555/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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