Blowing the curve

I wonder if
I blow the curve
or the curve blows me
when I say “I do not know”,
but the path stands still
and goes on, as it has to be

Yes

yes when   I know what I want

a  word I like to use a lot

I walk assertive on  the road

sure decisions can´t  be wrong

Chaos

noise chaos around
a small  seed planted with love
beauty with no  sound

The yellow shade - Sombra dorada

under yellow shade

to avoid heart induration

I touch it and stay

suave corteza
bajo su sombra dorada
no hay dureza

"Palomita" - Inspirado en la canción "A una paloma" de D.Vigliatti

white “palomita”

sad “palomita”

I sang to you before

as one in love

thin “palomita”

of hungry beak

your broken wing

does not allow you to feed

black “palomita”

of pink eye

grow your wing

grow your heart

and take flight!