If only
Deleting bad situations from your mind
Were as easy as deleting someone's face from
The screen in front of you
If removing someone from your circles
Were as easy as it virtually is
O, if only
Erasing a bad trait from you or others
Were as easy as changing who you appear to be online
There would be
No bad places
No bad moments
No bad memories
No bad things
No bad people
And also
No reason left to
Be hopeful for anything else
So...
No hope left
The wind whispers
Ever so quietly...
A single dog
Barks at the passage
Of this bodiless force...
The street is asleep...
The night is so
Silent and dark...
This nothing
That goes through
And puts us to sleep
Comes and goes
In such
Misterious ways...
I promise I'll
Figure that out
In my dreams...
I'll unveil the mistery
Of falling asleep...
I just have to
Fall asleep...
That's all I have to do...
🌊🌊🌊
It is so perfect,
Tiny and shiny,
This transparent globe.
It has no worries
No memories
No aspirations, no plans
But it has such a
Great reason
And a
Noble purpose.
It washes everything that was dirty
It soaks everything that was dry
It refreshes, renovates and restores
What was damaged
It heals, revitalizes
What was in pain.
Everybody, look how perfect!
And you, my little
Beautiful water drop,
That rests on a young leaf
In the fresh start of a new day,
Give me the honor of
Following your example, and
Brightening someone else's day!
💧
I look at the birds
I can hear them sing
Everyday like there's no tomorrow
Tell me
Are they not free?
I can often see a hint
Of a golden sunrise, or
Of an orange, purple, pink
Sunset
Happening behind some gray clouds,
Tell me
Are they not glorious and charming?
The sun
When it carefully peeks
From the horizon
Coloring the sky, clouds, earth and grass,
Looking like an amber gem
But never diguised
As something he's not,
Tell me
Is it not loving, gracious and brilliant?
I look around and
I see trees
Growing
Dancing to the wind,
With powerful roots
That will only be taken
When everything else has fallen apart,
Except it won't,
Because
Tell me
Are they not fresh, joyful, friendly and essencial?
And when it does rain
May we never complain,
For when the drops drop
Running a portion of their
Endless
Walk in Life,
Tell me
Are they not abundant, graceful, merciful, tireless and giving?
And the grass
Bright in its favor,
Home to all sorts of
Forms of life,
Food to others,
Bed to many more, and
Fun to us all,
Tell me
Is it not simple, kind, calm, necessary, selfless and delicate?
Will the sea ever stop
Speaking its heart out,
Or going its way,
Just because of all the storms and people
Unsettling and haunting it? So
Tell me
Is it not powerful, corageous, great, indefatigable, resolute, awesome and overwhelming?
And now, we, humans, not only existing, but
Having so much around us
To learn from,
Still fail to realize that we,
We ourselves, are so much more
Than anything I've mentioned before.
And yet we do not comprehend that
If the rest of Creation
Is, naturally and persistently,
Everything I have said,
Tell me
Why are we not?
Este som
Transpira calma
E tranquilidade...
Serenamente irregular
E pacificamente constante...
O que há de melhor?
Que saber que
Até a chuva se regozija
Na sua existência,
E poder regozijar eu também,
Perante esta linda e sonora
Queda de frescura.
No momento em que
A minha matéria esteja já
Há muito separada
De mim mesma,
E descer dos céus
Em forma de gota
De chuva,
E cantar esta música
Que agora ouço,
Então, neste mundo estará
Da minha matéria
Da minha matéria
Completo o ciclo,
E da minha música
Consumado o som.
Why does it matter?
The amount of time
The amount of time
We spend on this World.
Why do we play Immortality
And try to master time in this world
When we, and the world, are
So clearly
Limited to time
(By the Lord of Time
Himself)?
(By the Lord of Time
Himself)?
Why does it matter?
The amount of time
We spend on this world.
If we pay attention to
And accept
Our true origins and purpose,
We will find that
Our goal is transcendent
And completely
Independent of time.
The time we have
In this world
Is not for us to determine
Or master.
We are only to manage
And seize it.
The time we have
In this world
Is not for us to determine
Or master.
We are only to manage
And seize it.
And why such hurry
To go to work in your
Galloping car and
Fancy clothes?
The trees do the best
Work possible to the
Entire planet,
Everyday,
Everyday,
And I've never seen them
Run around...
Rain drops
So gentle and
In such a soft
Free fall...
Singing their way
Down the atmosphere...
They run joyful and quick
Until they finally
Find themselves
Dancing on the rooves...
Bringing life
And freshness,
They run down the windows,
If not our faces,
As if they were
Embracing us
Wherever and
Whoever we are.
Even when the sun is a blur
It is a light.
And it will shine its way
Until we see it
As it really is
And really always was
Behind all the filters that
Once prevented us
From direct contact
With our light.
When in the morning
the sunlight
Dyes the road golden
Bathes the street in a
Kingly yellow
Takes the ocean to a
Sparkly bliss
Oh, how I want to be part of this
Dance of shadows
Being tinted and lit
Back to life,
Back to being awake!
The night is beautiful
And short in duration
And by all means
So is the day.
