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I can take a Train
To the vain...

I can move West
Away from the rest...

I can go Ahead
And leave no thread...

Nothing strikes me
No Pictures on the Wall
I am something Unknown
A Process
Without Goal...

But I love the remains
Of which I left
Without disdain...

I have no Love
I search no Glory
Except a dove...
The road always belong to those who feel the courage.
It´s never for the ones who hide at the bushes
You see this road of ups and downs, cliffs and dangers?
Take a small step, be curious, go!

No matter how rough might be,
Don´t forget
To be!
Complete is an adjective
That stands for empty states of being.

Whenever I am empty
(of thoughts)
I am complete.

It´s rather strange
How we arrange words.

Silence is fullness
Silence is presence
Silence is abundance

And stillness is a state
Of motion.
*inspired in Eckart Tolle teachings
I am not sure if this is a statement, a prayer or a poem.
I know that I am older and wiser.
I know that I am not all or nothing.
I know there are people strong
People that fought as I did
And if I am not wrong
I will succeed.
The Sun rose for all the land,
And touched the face of rich and poor.
In this moment I felt secure,
My heart turned rock from sand.

I had opened my eyes to see from within.
Some sort of energy became to stand
That life was beautiful and meaningful,
The flowers colorful and vivid.

In each person I could see something new,
With no past references I could get through,
My heart was a hand holding a candle,
Wishing its light could glow on you.

Like rock it is as then, the heart that once was sand.
A poem of deep faith
This was a day in September
If you remember
We were rolling hay
In a Van Gogh´s painting

After we discovered pure Gold
meant to be our tightest hearts
And so we rolled so much hay
in that long September
We got rich and famous
I see you at the middle of the street
With your loose style amidst
The dull colours of mist

Your presence is not severe
You carry no presumption
You are always discrete.

Calmness and a sense of balance
Intertwine our spirits and words
Like an angel guidance

We talk in a smooth environment
No criticism on thoughts
Both speech and silence content.

Truth and acceptance glows
In your eyes,  honesty flows
Within. A glittering scene.
In honour of a very simple and reliable friend.
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