I wonder where my nightfalls
Go, when they pass candidly
And violet swallows the sunlight

The world is not better after I became a Monk.
But in the meantime I changed the way I see it.

So there are always space for improving,
Even our perception of the outside.

Do you know the feeling when you can´t feel your leg,
After a long period of being seated in the same position.
You want but you can´t get up...

That happens also when you are sad.
The dormancy of the spirit.

You know that if you concentrate,
Wait a little while, it will pass.

And you can go on...

The sky was open, solemn and bright.
My intriguing mind wondering what would happen next.
My Life, elements of so many hard times and frustrations
Charging my Soul, crushing me sometimes
In a silent root, played with invisible hands.

I guess the World is a strange place,
For each one of us, a different meaning.
We fall like the rain, each drop from the sky
We stay here, we grow, we laugh, we cry

Then one day, we return
We go perhaps to the same place
A place we call Home, near the stars...

In this moment it´s raining as when I born
After a moment of Pain and Joy
I wish this brings a beautiful journey
In this great Universe.

God entered into my Window a few moments ago
I gazed him: He came with a God expression
Of -  let the pain go!...
And I, could not resist his vow...

Since I´ve not insisted he smiled and I
Like invaded by such force reunited into the One.

So I energized in this haven of Light.

My hands were pressured gently
And felt like I was poured throughout the skyes!
What feelings of eternity arose,
What sense of hope in my heart!!

He left with an expression of God
Of - Just believe!...
And I, just did.

My heart is a soft breeze
Under the porch

Or maybe, it´s just your lips
Smoothing my senses.

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...