PESCADOR !

                                Xaile
                                Negro
                                Pelos ombros,
                                Olhos vidrados
                                Que se fixam
                                No horizonte
                                Da esperança perdida,
                                À procura
                                De escombros
                                Ou de uma onda
                                De regresso à vida!
                                Apenas espuma,
                                Desfeita
                                Em bocados,
                                Soluços de dôr
                                Que se perdem
                                Na bruma
                                E na noite,
                                A cair devagar!
                                Apagam-se as estrelas,
                                Some-se o luar,
                                Reina o silêncio,
                                Páram as correntes,
                                Acalmam-se as ondas,
                                Amaina-se o mar,
                                Morre o pescador!