CALCINED ROSE

Fate pointed me to you, gave me the ecstasy and the agony of meeting you

I tasted the bittersweet taste of your existence

Until now unknown to me, plus a lot of unexpected gifts

I thought I deserved all this whirlwind of emotion. I let myself be carried away by the light you emitted. Nothing seemed to corrupt you.

I dreamed that I reached you and my hands held yours, the world seemed so happy. The air smelled of red roses, valuable inspiring perfume.

But the war is cold, a shot fell near me, my eyes opened. And what was so beautiful was really a battlefield.

                     

  The smell of gunpowder flooded the environment

An amber-red stage stretched on the floor

I tried to leave but I tripped with the inert bodies

I ran but there was a concrete wall that prevented me from leaving

I did not want to stop but I wanted to save my life

I wished I was not here anymore, I squeezed my ears with my hands

The darkness made me tremble

Nobody listened to my inner scream, I was cold

My body lay on the ground, my eyes looked at that gray cloud

While a small petal of calcined rose fell gracefully on my face.

Then my eyes closed.

NINIPES

The road in front of them was totally different from the others already crossed, but each one with its own wonders, had already covered so many beautiful and magical landscapes.

But nothing compared to what was about to happen to them. Guailón and Kiasio always went to the front, the beautiful green plain and in perfect plain received them very kindly with fresh and pure air, safe ground and a green that brought to mind gifts of hope.

Immediately, when Guailón's feet came into contact with the green, white clouds appeared on it and from them descended hundreds of butterflies with multiple colors. The other pilgrims stopped the march, with their hearts beating to the sound of a thousand drums because they still did not understand what was happening. But when the magic happens it is better to sit still and see what happens.

These butterflies fluttered elegantly and cheerfully over Guailón's body, causing him to rise above the magical grass. This moment made Guailón remember that flight with Onix. He did not feel afraid, he let himself be carried away. These butterflies were called Ninipes whose main mission was to protect the magical pastures that embellished the landscape. In that place the pastures were sacred and it was forbidden to tread them.

When someone dared to step on them, an army of butterflies all descended together were very strong, which managed to raise the bodies until they were flown to the other side.
His confused and frightened companions ran towards Guailón, but they were also hit by the butterflies that raised them until they reached the other side.

It was a wonderful show in the air, thousands and thousands of butterflies covering the bodies of mere mortals, making them experience the unique and magical feeling of flying.
Kiasio began to laugh out loud when he saw that his friend Guailón was being lowered on a flat and safe surface, he was enjoying this adventure, the Great Lord gives you tests but then he comforts your soul with beautiful moments like this he thought.

I think that was totally magical, said old Anniu. Surprised because at her age she did not think she was going through this. It seemed to her that a butterfly whispered in her right ear "YOU HAVE THE STRENGTH".
-but how beautiful was this- said Guailón. In the sky he saw the figure of Onyx among the clouds, divine sign.
When the spirit is weak there are always extraordinary forces that elevate us, we just have to learn to appreciate them, in the simple something magnificent is hidden.

A root. (Part of a Book)

It began to hear a very loud noise, the rain began to hit with everything, while they continued the passage through the tunnel guided by the connoisseurs of these. This tunnel was quite wide, people could not be too tight, and there were magical shapes of tree roots and different plants on its walls, it was almost like a museum of fine arts, and one of the Horguis began to explain these works of art. nature.

When you see a root, do not look at it as if nothing, admire its beauty because there is power in them, imagine a little seed, helpless alone in a sea of ​​sand sunk deep in the immense darkness of the earth - what does this little seed? - Take courage and begin to sprout in honor of life, water your body with her own tears, her destiny is to see the sun shine, her impulse is to breathe the pure air of the morning, then expand her roots below, and on the surface it dazzles with its beauty, but magic always happened down there first, being alone.

-then-continued the horguis. In order to appreciate a root imagine it from its beginnings since she was alone in the darkness only so they will understand it, and its superficial part is only a reflection of its own soul.

Everyone was surprised by such a beautiful story, although Kiasio already knew, whenever they told this story was excited as if it were the first time he heard.

Is it possible to love someone you have never touched?

Is it possible to love someone you have never touched?

As if they were downloading signals from heaven to tell you that you love him

You do not love because you want, You love because it's your Destiny

With each dawn the feeling grows

You do not understand why, but do you understand the reason for the sun?

The sun assumes its destiny

Gives Light to Day, impossible to caress

Will this love be like that sun?

Full of light but deadly if I approach?

In the same way, I love the light of this day

Presages new miracles

Those that are almost invisible

That only my soul can perceive

Is it possible to love someone without touching him?

It is totally possible

Just like when you love looking up at the leaves that move with the wind

The whisper of the impossible reaches your ears

And it makes you love it more and more

Because it is your Wind

It's your sun

Because it is the magic of your love.

I Shine Your Name With A Black Pen

i shine your name with a black pen

It was written I love you with several exclamation marks

When I waited for a word of solace,

I read your name.

And I only had to remember you,

And remember that feeling that you made me feel.

But today I shine your name with a black pen.

To no longer read you, to no longer see you.

Even though I can not do the same in my mind and heart,

Today I light this feeling so that it is erased from my dark history.

With an invisible color to be assembled with the incorporeal,

And wander through the universal winds.

I can use thousands of words to express myself,

But only two are enough to tell you: I loved you.

I had the courage to manifest it,

I did not wait for the sun to shine.

I gave you my love offering,

And only the universe knows that it was my most sincere act of faith.

I do not expect anything else, I feel full.

Because today I shine your name with a black pen to forget you in the name of love.

And so that this does not end without meaning,

The world will take that love and caress the lonely souls to give them relief.

Because everything that is delivered selflessly does not die,

it extends like a divine energy illuminating the hearts of many.

My Bubble of Love

My Bubble of Love

My heart beats like a thousand drums in the dark

My whole body triggers a feeling of total euphoria

Requiring a little more clarity to eternal night

That does not convince my soul but that she up there rambles

I have a spiral of thoughts and feelings all together

That they turn like a carousel always towards the same direction

I go and return to the same place where I started

The circles are getting slower and slower

My body begins to feel dizzy

 I die a little more every time I think of you

Because I created my own bubble of Love, weak, insecure and afraid

I have created it so smooth and light that it can travel to infinity with many dreams and feelings inside

But it is so ephemeral that the world will take care of making it disappear

Nothing weak is made to live so long

And a light reflects its beauty in colors

But does anyone know the true inner strength of a bubble?

Thin layers of dreams, thoughts and feelings that intertwine

The air food of the soul makes its presence

And the perfect uplifting equilibrium is born

Then my heart beats again now with a melody that makes my love bubble travel to the moon

Why Hide This Felling

My star, your star

Why hide this feeling

Why be so careful if I want to scream that I love you

You push me to rise up to the clouds

Knowing you maybe it was just an accident

But what a beautiful accident

You have no idea how much I like you

How much I love your smile

How much I wrap myself in a piece of heaven when I look at your eyes

How much I love to talk to you

And how much I wish you're here with me

Why hide this feeling

If I love you to infinity

Why deny that I am slowly falling into this dream of love

I do not want to escape from this trip

Because in my being I always wanted to love a distant star

And in my veins run the passion and adventure of living the unknown every morning

By your side

And meet each night in that place where only two lovers meet

You are my most beautiful story, you are the masterpiece of my heart

Every night I sleep with a dream

Every morning I wake up with the same dream

My early mornings are simply thoughts that settle next to my pillow

And everything, everything that makes me happy is only to see

Your smile

And lose myself in that heaven you give me

Why hide this feeling

If it makes me want to be a better person

If I prove to myself how much I can achieve

But thinking about it, I'm afraid to walk by your side

And I'm more afraid that you do not follow me

Then I hide this feeling and only God will know

My heaven is my heaven and cant wait any longer

I can see my mountain, still far

MY HEAVEN IS MY HEAVEN AND CAN´T WAIT ANY LONGER

Sometimes the grayish or black color of the clouds that are about to break to rain bring me calm and stillness makes me remember how small my existence is and how enormous is the nature that pushes us to experience infinities of magical sensations.

There is a world that is not known by all but all come from it, that almost parallel world is present in every moment of our lives, and with it we grow as immersed in deep waters asleep with situations of the same existence.

My heaven is my heaven and can not wait any longer, because I must wake up and go after the knowledge of one who was given to me long ago.

Today is a splendid day to discover where that world is, where it was forgotten, the rebirth will be such that as Plato said "know is remember," the reminiscence a state in which the primary knowledge is remembered by the present.

Incontentious occasions he presented himself and insisted on entering his world, there were whirlwinds of fears blowing all over the latitudes, his fame to tear his soul terrified me, I used to listen alone to the nights that woke me up and I could not fall asleep again.

Here is the fantastic adventure of that world that I accepted as mine because if I did not die slowly, I stepped into it like Alice in Wonderland, I watched and let myself be carried away by the flying instinct of the imagination and Dreams.

Dreams were those who came and went without faltering, continuing the struggle for superstition, not dying in the attempt, going and returning to the ordinary world without too much traces of madness after having seen and lived the impossible.

There are guardians at the sides, ugly, dark and enlightened beings SEEING the golden door, these guardians are a mixture of the divine and the non-divine, they can read the mind in a second, they have the mission of letting anyone who has imagination and carry a golden rod, his huge eyes resemble two coconuts lying on the beach, bulging and hairy, his lethal weapon are his coconut eyes, once the sights begin to trace your deepest thoughts, your emotions more hidden, they make an x-ray of your soul and your memories and above all they are able to see the light and the darkness that you take with you from boy, nothing escapes to them, of them depends the entrance to that world, but if you are the chosen one, bridge comfortable and live this adventure of passing to the other side to see something extraordinarily fantastic.

Empty Life

Empty Life

I alone travel this road full of temptations

My body experiences a feeling of pain

But I apparently have it all

I live in a castle with royal guardians

My soul cries out for love.

But I'm apparently gold

What if I were thrown out of an abyss?

What if I were thrown off a bridge?

This hole I'm in would no longer grow

Because I now feel that I have an Empty Life

I have an empty life that I try to fill with unimportant things

I turn in the darkness of sadness and embrace the solitude of the gray cloud

The rain washes my soul but I have an empty life

My tears always win the battle, my loneliness is my only friend

I have an empty life because I do not understand the reason for my existence

Every morning are time regrets that crush my dreams

I die a little more every day

My feet tread the ground but my mind flies without an owner

The monotony of life diminishes my art of living

There is no reason or reason to follow

I have an empty life because I can not find what to fill it with

What if I were thrown out of an abyss?

What if I were thrown off a bridge?

This hole I'm in would no longer grow

Because I now feel that I have an Empty Life

I have an empty life that I try to fill with unimportant things

I turn in the darkness of sadness and embrace the solitude of the gray cloud

The rain washes my soul but I have an empty life

My tears always win the battle, my loneliness is my only friend

I have an empty life because I do not understand the reason for my existence

Wandering around I'm going around this world looking for something I lost

And now I long to find it

Angel Wings

Angel wings

I was looking for you everywhere I went

I imagined at every moment your presence

The wings of a butterfly hypnotized my gaze

There was a parade of colors that the universe manifested

My heart falls in your soul

Rain of white feathers augur your closeness

Resplendent golden light

I always wanted to fly now you lend me your wings

I'm going to heaven

Now all the air smells like you

I cried an eternity thinking about your non-existence

Even though you always flew around me

That's when you invited me to have tea.

And I told you about my love

I noticed your existence

I fell in love with your Angel wings

I wanted to steal your wings but you told me

"Are yours from before your own existence"

You held my hand and whispered

"Stay with angel wings"

Since that day I started to fly

Light the Golden Flame

Light the golden flame that cries

The calm

Oh sweet soul of mine that longs to be embraced in the deepest solitude

Darkness clouds the view but it is not an obstacle to stay

Oh sweet soul of mine that cries out for movement

Life is one for that alone we are, each in his struggle but united in an ideal

Oh sweet soul of mine, unity is your joy

Infinite are the infinite stars are the desires of the man more only grant what they do not belong

Oh sweet soul of mine, accept my omens

On the ways fierce wolves hungry for their bodies

Oh sweet soul of mine, shout if need be

Singing we go to the top because my song is heard in the 4 latitudes of the earth

Oh sweet soul of mine sing to enjoy lifeLight the golden flame that cries

The calm

Oh sweet soul of mine that longs to be embraced in the deepest solitude

Darkness clouds the view but it is not an obstacle to stay

Oh sweet soul of mine that cries out for movement

Life is one for that alone we are, each in his struggle but united in an ideal

Oh sweet soul of mine, unity is your joy

Infinite are the infinite stars are the desires of the man more only grant what they do not belong

Oh sweet soul of mine, accept my omens

On the ways fierce wolves hungry for their bodies

Oh sweet soul of mine, shout if need be

Singing we go to the top because my song is heard in the 4 latitudes of the earth

Oh sweet soul of mine sing to enjoy lifeLight the golden flame that cries