Poems

Attention

Attention is knocking at my door and the heavens open wherever I am. It’s wonderful to hear the sea in the wind and the trees play instruments. Wonder at the surprises on the way messages of the eternal, messages from the divine. I seek you, I listen to you, I find you. Not in the footsteps of my past nor in my uncertain future. It all happened, when I surrendered on the moment.

Time

Many times I find myself in a state of intrigue with how can you not tiptoe through life. How to prevent the transformation of time  in sand in water in the wind. Elements that go through my fingers without being able to hold on to the moments, being the fullness for me a mystery. I often find myself wanting to shake my inner enough  so as to look at the sky and exclaim with a smile my first sincere hallelujah. Hallelujah for being here! Hallelujah for being me! Hallelujah for living! Hallelujah!

Walk through mountains

Let my conscience be strong and high, to get him through the mountains and crossing imaginary boundaries. Let him be relieved of the weight of his fears, take off, and manage to caress the skies. Let him dare to open his eyes and to these new views glimpse those peaks. So big in time, so small in the now. Let him laugh at his torments, those believed to be confusing their way. Let him realize that he was given wings. That they taught her to be free, that they taught her how to fly.

Fill myself with life

I want to fill myself with life. I want to be filled with you. I want to be filled with the world, so that I never forget how beautiful life is. I want to fill myself with shared moments, of smiles scattered in the wind and intense glances hidden in the rhythm of the days. I want to fill myself with beautiful landscapes and countless mornings. I want to fill myself with the most moving tunes and the most inspiring experiences. I want to be filled with stumbling, the more the merrier, so that as I walk harder my steps will resonate. I want to be filled with hugs, with melancholy, with the desire to fight and run away. I want to be filled with dreams, with the greatest stories and the greatest examples to follow. I want to fill myself with joy, I want to fill myself with life,…

Wings

The envious life of your story was craved, maybe he was wrong? Did he not set this good, big heart free too soon? To your learning and dreams I promised to give wings, still drunk with passion, thus conquering the distant horizons, where the wind long ago resounded. I promised to be your voice on the road as you walk, so that oblivion would not find its place here, I promised to make you a part of life, so that together we can navigate new oceans, just like we always did, just as we always intended to continue.

Wake up

How many silenced souls disguise themselves from today, how much the sleeping spirit still longs to be awakened, What power! What strength! What beauty! Hidden between eyes blind to see what doesn’t exist, between looks that forgot to look from the heart, into mere witnesses to a fictional reality became. But you feel that struggle in you, and not in vain do you lie in wait, impatient and faithful to that spark that comes and sets you off. Wake up!

The theatre of life

A new vital consensus comes to life, in the heart of every day, for the sun is shining, and the wind is blowing, the plants are in bloom, and the clouds discharge rain. Rain on this earth, land set of life, set of countless wonders. Actors of life, decorate this ever-raising curtain, always ready for the show, by means of infinite papers. An indescribable beauty, accompanies every staging. It makes us speechless. It calls us to silence. Our blessed eyes are witnesses, of the synchrony of his magnificent work, of the harmony that each performer oozes, of this graceful and confident dance, who dance to the beat of life, all the members of life, in this endless landscape scenario. And you, pleased viewer, that you observe without acting, tell me, what’s your role in this play?

Faith in life

As long as there are still sprouts that germinate, as long as there are mothers who embrace their children with esteem, while painting sunrises and sunsets in the everyday skies, I will never lose faith in life. As long as the rains continue to caress our skin, even if they are late, as long as they keep creating melodies in the wind, as long as they keep flooding in the morning, I will never lose faith in life. As long as there are hearts overflowing with hope and joy, as long as doors to pain and suffering continue to be opened boldly, as long as there’s still reason to smile, I will never lose faith in life.

Warrior

Admirable warrior, that in countless battles for victory you fought, Tell me, where did you learn to be so brave? I never found more hardship in you than joy. On my knees I didn’t see you, the more you stand up, the more you stand up, still holding my hand, me, afraid of life, you, you looked at me and smiled.

Legend

The fields of your life will flourish, those you once went to step on, and the butterflies will swirl, where you left your footsteps, for such a beautiful walk. Unsubstantiated miracles will be worked, of such a great dream, and allow me to see you on earth, in the air and in the sea. I’ll meet you on the flight of the birds, and in the reflection of the stars shine, and as long as you sing to me, you will hear my heart whisper: How valid was your delivery! How memorable it will always be! Warm breath in the winter you were, indomitable seed of nature at the call, even on the moors you were sick of it, you, miracle of life, rebound. That’s why I made a legend of you, I wanted it to be the most beautiful I could tell.

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