miércoles, 23 de abril de 2008

The color of light

I have no answer
for a bitter argument
when a flash of light
brings a message of hope,
walking in loneliness
a sudden reflection
on the wall shows
the future

sábado, 19 de abril de 2008

Compose

Compose is an order
that makes you say things in disorder,
compose is a good way
to say what you don´t want to tell,
compose is an emotion
full of contradictions and cautious,
sometimes lawless and a liar
a spot in time, not reliable,
compose is a scratch,
that you make on the ground
ând will vanish soon
when the rain washes your mourning,
compose is a soft whisper
that flies high in the air
disappearing in despair,
compose are those ideas
that can make you laugh or cry
hot cold sad or happy tears
that you can no longer hide
when they are breaking your heart

domingo, 13 de abril de 2008

Fearless

Bold I go
no fear at all,
very little I fear
I hope you could hear
the stream of life
passing by my side
it is full of risks
a challenge for me
I am going now
to face a new one

viernes, 4 de abril de 2008

The white fur coat


I have never forgotten this white fur coat. I do not know who made me wear it to attend my first day at school. I remember myself in the corner of the room surrounded by many girls that touched my coat over and over again...!

viernes, 28 de marzo de 2008

Beyond the limits we know

Maybe I am skeptical. It it strange and difficult to understand that if there were any kind of intelligent creatures beyond our limits why nobody has come closer enough to make us know about them. Why all the information we have is so mysterious and full of contradictions? Maybe the idea is that we will never know each other because that is the will of the master of the universe called God or any other name that you want to give to Him. We are living perhaps different degrees of difficulties in different states so as to achieve perfection. I do believe that the earth is the material world and there are many other spiritual worlds waiting for us out there in the space.

jueves, 20 de marzo de 2008

Tiptoeing


I arrive to the border of your feelings
I look at your heart from the edge
Tiptoeing I come closer
I am suddenly afraid
I do not dare to take a step
I talk to myself:
Beware, don´t fall, wait

sábado, 15 de marzo de 2008

The greatest mystery

Life is full of mysteries. I enjoy trying to solve what is beyond my understanding. Life is a great mystery begining with ourselves. We are full of desires, doubts and contradictions. We generally arrive to life in a place that we did not choose....but we are there ...why?...what is the purpose of all that? . We are always in the need for something that makes us feel sure that the way we are traveling is the best, it is the most appropiate, is the right one. When we have to make choices it is sometimes difficult to decide because there is a mystery about the way thing will develop after our decision.
The good part of mistery is that life is in front of us open to our choices and showing us that we are free to choose. Life is full of quests and new roads to travel and to discover. Life is the greatest mystery.