"whoever you are, or whatever it is that you do, when you really want something, it's because that desire originated in the soul of the universe. It's your mission on earth." ...."And when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it." Paulo Coelho

 

Twenty years from now you will be more dissapointed by the things that you didn´t do than by the ones you did do.. so throw off the bowlines, sail away from safe harbour, catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream.Discover... Mark Twain

"Y haciendo cosas que rompo para arreglarlas y volver a romperlas paso mi tiempo...
y el tiempo se acaba...y la vida no espera..."
El niño de las pinturas. (Granada)

la vida es sueño

la vida es sueño

Choose a dream, choose a place, choose companion, choose a date, choose your rites of passage, choose good music, choose good books, choose you lucky charms, choose your fairies and your demons, choose your fears, choose finding yourself, choose getting lost, choose creating yourself, choose me please, choose laughs and dias felices, follow the signs and your fate, and then enjoy the ride .. till the end and say hello to Angels...

martes, julio 23, 2013

my soul is in the trees

fear nada




My age is my condition,
my love is my intent.
I bathed time with ageless love
or forget what came and went
for a well full of content.

There’s a space in the heavens,
there’s a hole in my heart.
There’s a lack of fine dining gone to work on my heart.
There’s a plague for the fullness,
there’s an empty retreat,
and the restaurant buffet isn’t all I can eat.

My age is my condition,
my love is my intent.
I bathed time with ageless love
or forget what came and went
for a well full of content.

Onward to get up,
too quick to get down.
Will love, food, and money
do all the trade in this town?
With eyes looking hollow
and my bones are still white,
I haven’t the patience to stay out tonight

My age is my condition,
my love is my intent.
I bathed time with ageless love
or forget what came and went
for a well full of content.

Stuck with thoughts of the buttercups
and the bees they do know.
They suck on the yellow as nature is told.
I suck on the colors that I find in the sea,
the blues and the greens they don’t bother me.

My age is my condition,
my love is my intent.
I bathed time with ageless love
or forget what came and went
for a well full of content.

My soul is in the trees
It’s in the sap that fills the wood
It’s in the rings that tell the rain
It’s in the smoke that marks the day
It’s in the fire in my heart
It’s in the embers in the soot
It’s in the place I put the ashes
It’s in the soil it’s in the grass
It’s in the miles of all the herd
It’s in the beetles and the birds
It’s in the feathers that I found one morning lying on the ground
It’s hallelujah and oh
It’s where I’ve been and where I go
It’s in the people that I meet
It’s feeling silent at their feet
It’s having the need to fully understand my pride
It opens doors

My age is my condition,
my love is my intent.
I bathed time with ageless love
or forget what came and went
for a well full of content.

Colours, they don’t swallow me.
Colours, the night time set me free.

1 awesome people left comments.. muchas gracias:

raúl dijo...

ah! qué tiempos maravillosos! :)