miércoles, 25 de marzo de 2015

joy of faith

With or without me,
Whether I see it or not,
No matter what I do or feel,
Beyond my small mind,
I know,
God is there and His love unreturning,
The grass is growing, the birds are flying,
Life is shining, beauty is glowing,
All in His steady Hands,
It is there,
With or without me.

martes, 24 de marzo de 2015

be happy oh please

I can't stand seeing you sad, I can't stand you feeling lonely, or feeling strange, or feeling down, or felling anything of the like, I can't stand any shadow on your soul. I want to see you happy, overtly or hidden, explosive or calm, cheerfulness, joy, peace, happiness in your face, in your eyes, in your smile, in your steps, in your own way, in all your thoughts, in anything, anywhere, in any form and shape, always and forever and ever
That is what I want for you, but there's nothing I can do....

miércoles, 18 de marzo de 2015

your innocence

There are so many things that draw me to you but beyond and above all lies your innocence. Despite your smartness, perspicacity and unexpected moves  my soul feels in you a kind of incomprehensible innocence. You are like untouched white immaculate snow, every time I see its beauty I feel the urge of touching it, stepping into it, digging my hands in it, but then it becomes ruined. You are so wonderful, how much I would like to get closer to you, but my very presence will make your innocence fade away.

lunes, 9 de marzo de 2015

one empty room

Looking through the windows, you  cannot see, an empty room, a broken compass, torn threads, a photo album, a ring and more emptiness. Come inside, I will welcome you, in this empty room I will look for something to give you. In all the corners of my empty room, I will look for something for you. Here is my compass, but it is broken, it will lead nowhere. The threads are good for nothing, maybe the photo album? It is so dusty, you can barely see something. I would give you the ring, but how can I if it's not mine. Don't look around, there is nothing. Just walk freely. After all, in this empty room, the most precious thing is you.