.. tell me you will not end .... Flight
A sunny day is a joy after so much rain. The colors are strong, and you can finally breathe a change that is happening. In
balcony to breathe and think that things change quickly, and then many programs not so good: the weather changes and what belongs to it.
I watch Grace on his mattress, which calmly looks at me as if to tell me he loves me and I realize how lucky I am to have her beside me. I have betrayed my
: for better or for worse has always been attached to me, though l'ho sgridata, se mi sono arrabbiato con lei, non mi ha mai voltato le spalle.
Sta guardando qualcosa che el ronza attorno: è magnifica, mi fa sentire fiero di averla salvata da una fine già scritta.
E attraverso lei, vivo anche io.
Guardo il glicine che sovrasta il mio balcone,. tra un pò farà di nuovo da tettoia naturale al mio balcone e mi accorgo che è bello osservarlo tutti i giorni, percepire il cambiamento del bocciolo che diventa altro.
E' un pò come sentire me stesso, mi sento panico sto periodo.
Sogno sempre fiori che sbocciano, prati versi, spiagge bianche e assolate: cosa vorrà dire tutto questo fiorire "naturale"?
Le delusioni però sono sempre lì, dietro to peep at the corner ... and even if the heart beats, I'm lucky to never look back but to think that there is always something better than that threshold.
Monday, April 5, 2010
Friday, April 2, 2010
Noah's Ark Swing Sets
In search of perfection that does not exist, yet it ends up being the search for life.
and if joy is worth a thousand sacrifices, I prefer to sacrifice and suffer to be alal window watching this time going .... where the present is already past a neighbor when I flatter myself that it is present.
flight, wings not letting my life was just a little theater, but true!
Sincere, as I was ... I had forgotten how to be .....
A note, a word, a text message: the joy comes on because it means I exist and live.
To me, that I am and I love who I am as I am Cres ... for all that I have requested and not given back ... for all the suffering that I experienced and that I was not bent but made only a apersona stronger.
To me, I dedicate to only myself (and my little grace) this last thought before going to sleep.
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