on this land, there are always reasons to make us want to live..
– a music note that makes your pupil tremble ..
– a songe that takes us back to those days when we had no memories yet to remember
– a poem , a passionate one born from the aisles of this city,
from its breath in the morning that keeps going louder as our steps whisper uncountable stories straight in its mind
– a sun ray , a playful one, that plays with each cloud as though it was its one and only lover
that makes each cloud shine like a queen
and makes its cheeks blush and sparkle..
dress it a golden dress and then leaves her alone with her dreams to bare this long night..
– a free cloud , that cloud in love with the sun ray knowing it will comeback tomorrow but waiting is not on her list
– a close cloud that longs to hold the earth
– a feeling that couldn’t be written or said , that only shows in the eyes
– a feeling that makes your soul fly to that close cloud
– another soul that can touch the invisible with you and melts in this beauty.. a hand and a telepathy
– a fresh cold breeze carrying the smell of snow…
– a song called La vie en rose in all languages 🙂
we were in a bus, my friend and I, listening to music and watching the sky getting ready to snow
time had stopped for moments when all that beauty around us showed from behind a hill …
i could remember many words I have read or heard before, like:
time s an illusion, yes it is , today i felt it
happiness does exist.. yes when you are a beauty and happiness seeker
if your brain is silent and you are an observor of this universe.
beauty is in the eyes of the observer , yes we almost cried while watching the sky while everybody else was looking like WTF it is going to rain 🙂
they say God is in the details , and yes those details made my day
and the most important of all was:
this time will pass, yes it passed .. and
your pain won’t last forever , now i say yes it won’t.. I am here and not in pain,
no i said it wrong, I am here and I am aligned with who i am .. I am in peace
when i got down the bus and left my friend i wrote on my facebook:
on this land, there are always reasons to make us want to live
and weirdly i knew later that she wrote the same sentence in her diary notebook…