…I did not work by the Christian Rationalist Doctrine, I had not the happiness to get to know it and I could not; but my spirit as I was always a fighter, that faced difficult situations, I have known how to take advantage and how to improve. So today I work in the Higher Astral Pleiad… Martin Luther King Jr.

For whom the bells toll

An elegy
Diana is no more,
She was assaulted by
Detestable death in the street of Paris:
Death that she didn’t meet in a minefield in Angola
When promoting the
Red Cross campaign against antipersonnel
Mines in January 1997.

Princess of the Gales,
Lady Di,
Into this hateful day! Woeful day of August
The bells toll for thee, dearest Diana!
Thy days were marred by early orphanage
Thou were the Morning Star of the North
And the sweet Mother of the: orphans,
Waifs and strays, mutilates, leprosies,
Those without a roof to shelter from
The tempest of life:
May heaven keep thy spirit in eternal life,
That spiritual life!
Yet we can listen thy voice perpetuating in the air,
As a sublime choir admirably combined, while the cypresses melted in tears,
Bent towards thy tomb...
In “una voce”, this pleiad encompassing the air,
Rivers and seas, Rocks and hills, pray for thee, Dearest Diana, as sign of last homage.

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Diana thou used to say that – life is like - soap-bubble
It looks so simple, dearest Diana!
So simple to move the heart of all world:
The world suffer with thy death and yet we can hear
The moaning of the heaven’s angels … sobbing in despair.
Rest in peace, Diana Spencer!

Mindelo, 1997, from the book “EMBAIXATRIZ”
by Martinho de Mello Andrade

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