As my memory ran through the most difficult days I had
I remembered that I never had imagined that peace would come.

My life had been torn for so long that I became a Ghost,
I would deliver myself to that hoping to fight the real.

Then I remember the first day of my Life,
When you came, and my face was at the ground level
seating my paws, on the dark... between paddles...

I did not know you, or your intentions,
I could not suppose of an unknown feeling
That home feeling...

How could I know
But now I do
That this was the first day of my Life.

I hear the sounds of the heart
When they arrive up in my shore
Though I may feel a bit apart,
Or rest a bit unsure

But the music is within
Being played inside of us
Making miracles unseen
Let's give hands and dance thus,

If you see me in the clouds
In the moon of my own thoughts
Come and rescue me from doubts

You will be my admired escort
That never had to shout
To lead me in the dance court.

There is something beautiful here
The grass getting burnt
The scent in the atmosphere
The pink sunset in the front

The post sign vertical still
Cutting in the sky
That old house up in the hill
To where I point the eye

That big tree that is wide
And forms a round circle
The castle lit in the mountain

There is nothing aside
The time is slow and a turtle
Is crossing nearby a fountain.

Everything is simple
When you look at me
Full of unintended hope.

Light glows at your feet,
A twist of carefree,
Handy as a rope
Tied at a tree.

Can't be complicated
The way you turn things.
It can't be too bad,
When you have angel wings?

I keep up
Under your unforced gravity,
Irresistible majesty
When you smile at me.

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Can't be complicated
When you have angel wings?
It can't be too bad,
The way you turn things.

I keep up near,
Under your light swings!

Because we own nothing in this world
I shall say goodbye.
Firstly, to things I love
Secondly, to the worryness.

So that free from possession
Of things that ultimately are not mine
I can love them much more
And worry much less

Trusting that I can give
Without taking from tomorrow
And being more whole
Without sorrow.

Cat's eye
Bonjour,

J'essaie la douceur
Du jour
L'esprit d'Avis
Dans le corps d'un soleil
Que range les âmes
Parmis les secours
D'un frère et ses prières

Mes affaires sont tous
Valables et pures

To love we need to know
We need to pass the door of knowledge.
And that door is not open to anyone:
We can only pass beyond where we are welcome.
Until then it's only supposition.

We also need the courage to love.
To pass the Unknown limits.
An adventure that is only possible following our intuition...
Let's be frank: we cannot love everything we want,
We need to find the right key to our own doors.

Love and knowledge are thus bound.
Such as reciprocal will.
At the extent of possibility love is rare
And therefore it is also a miracle.

Love is also a portal of magical feelings.
A sentiment of admiration and irresistible craving.
True and superior love go even beyond that,
Surpassing our own intentions in benefit of a higher love.

"Love hurts", we all know that.
But at some point we all need to be hurt
And staging our hurt feelings for an unprecedent love.

The love we have with ourselves
A self love that revolves
Made of deep connection with knowledge
And unites for greater love.

Life is so quick
Like a burning log
Burning very thick
Making intense fog

And finally it passes
As an end of show
Turning into ashes
And swept by a blow.