Be like the stone
but be also like the water
which run over the stone
without feeling it
as an obstacle
and remember
the water always flow
to join the river.
Sometimes I feel like riding a serpent that move in circles;
I must be sure to keep riding the side where it won't bite me and,
knowing when is time to jump off and start to run.
The
kind of love that scare is
the one that is sacred dark and secret nothing we can do than give
up at the losses of the time live
within the whispers of the souls hold
the screams of the hearts die
to reborn with
the remebrance of what was known.
...And there are those moments that you miss somebody so much that your brain goes in a sort of blackout; you don't know where you belong anymore...then you sit and wait to resume your sanity somehow, waiting for the next time..knowing that it will happen again...hoping it will be as late as possible can be...