Poemas - Instituto Ruth Salles

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poem by Ruth Salles Life shines on me. Life wanted to flow from me. Life radiates in everything like that. In…

poem by Ruth Salles The night advances: all the weight of its shadows descends on the shoulders of the roads. Go to…

poem by Ruth Salles I live on the other side of the lake, neither at the bottom nor in the shallows, nor in the…

poem by Ruth Salles There, at the gate of the disenchanted tree fern, lives the witch Taroena in flip-flops and slippers.

poem by Ruth Salles B On the edge of the bay M the ripples move; D go down and…

poem by Ruth Salles Who is coming? It's the wind! Vibrates and flies across the shortcut. Crush the stone...

(BMDNRLGXFSHT) poem by Ruth Salles Isabela is so beautiful,…

condensed from the play “The Sword of Siegfried” poem by Ruth Salles Regin, Regin works in the forge, in the furnace and in the…

poem by Ruth Salles (V) The wind comes, and the green valley vibrates. Fly the sail in the coming wind.

(S – P – M – TD – C QU – Ô OR – R) poems by Ruth Salles…

poem by Ruth Salles blackboard drawing by teacher Beatriz Retz . The river, at the top of the mountain, meanders when…

poem by Ruth Salles drawing by Waldorf School student Rudolf Steiner There are beauties at the bottom of the sea…