POETRY

WHERE THE MIND IS WITHOUT FEAR       Where the mind is without fear, and the head is held high. Where knowledge is free. Where the world has not been broken up, into fragments, by narrow domestic walls. Where words come out from the depth of truth. Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection. Where the clear stream …

YOU ARE UNEXPECTED COMING You are coming to my unexpected desire, you amazed and shocked the imagination inside my mind. I tremble, and deep within, my heart is overwhelmed by worry, stifled by the breath of love waves. You save me, from this shipwreck in mainland please save me, and receive me in your port. (Macedonio Fernandez)

THE NIGHT NOT WANT TO COME The night did not want to come, because you do not come and I can not go. But I will go, although a sun scorpions eat me head. But you will come, with his tongue burned by the salt rain. The day will not come, because you do not come and I can not …

DREAM I think, and I see, or dream a small village, a great peace: inside, a sing of roosters. And the small village is lost in a fall of snow. Within the village, in holiday dress, a little white house. Furtive mentions a blonde head, between the curtains move. I open the door and the hinges, screeching, they ask for …

DON’T DISMISS YOUR DREAMS BECAUSE DREAMS Don’t dismiss your dreams because they are dreams. All dreams can be reality, If the dream does not end. The reality is a dream. If we dream that the stone is stone, This is the stone. What flows in the rivers is not water, is a dream, the crystalline water. Reality dream disguise, and …

I HELD TIGHT FOR A LONG TIME MY ANGEL ” I held tight for a long time my Angel, and he finally sadness spread over him in my arms. He was small, and I’m great: until it was I the compassion, and he’s only a prayer shaking. Only then I restored to him his heavens, fading, left me his most …

THOSE LOOKING FOR POSSESS A FLOWER “Those looking to own a flower, sees its beauty wither, but who admires him in a field, will take him with them. Because the flower will merge with the afternoon, with the sunset, with the smell of wet earth and with the clouds on the horizon.” (Paulo Coelho)

BETWEEN MY FINGERS I HELD A JEWEL Between my fingers I held a jewel, When I slept. The day was warm, It was tedious wind and I said, will last. I did cry when I wake up unsuspecting fingers, the gem was gone. Now just a memory of amethyst to me remains. (Emily Dickinson)

FOLLOW THE LOVE Love doesn’t give anything except himself and misses nothing if not by himself. Love does not possess, neither would be owned for love is sufficient to love. (Kahlil Gibran)

FOR MY HEART For my heart just your chest, for your freedom with my wings. Out of my mouth will come up in the sky What was dormant on your soul. It’s in you the illusion each day. You like the dew on petals. Excavations on the horizon with your absence. Eternally fleeing as the wave. I said that in …