Window of imagination - mixed sckech - the most real?

Hoje, abro a janela:

Um céu tão branco, mas com certa

             claridade, me enleva...

Irrompe do solo o que vejo para

                             ser, existir.

Os blocos bege, de cimento, imóveis,

                             à realidade!

As altivas árvores, ao fundo, frondosas,

      tão verdes, com folhas sem cair. ( persistentes )

Today, i open the window:

A sky as white, but with certain

                 clarity, elevates me...

Flare up from soil what i see for

                       being, existence.

Beige blocks, of cement, immovable,

                          to the reality!

The haughty trees, at the bottom, leafy,

      so green, with leaves without fall. ( persistent )

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  Rosamar  Freedom