Saturday, November 13, 2010

His name was Balance

... I heard everyone is looking for him
at different times, in different levels, for different reasons... I know once even you where looking for him~ some how~ some day you found yourself calling for him. Calling his name. I know.. cause I've been there myself.

Oh Balance! I miss you sometimes more than others. Oh Balance... and slowly, silently you let a sight escape into the air...and that was it

I once thought I found him "forever happily ever after" but I was wrong.....
away he went
in one breath .... away... like if he'd never existed

and it takes time,
it takes silence,
it takes pain,
it takes insanity,
it takes peace, and
it takes courage

it takes
and it takes....
sometimes it feels that all he does is take and take....away

and I keep asking... When its going to be the day he'll stay for good?
cause right now I feel like I am standing naked with all my leaves on the ground
and I am there .... in front of everybody... standing still... embarrassed
sometimes I feel like I'm blind and I don't know if what I see its the light of the moon guiding me, or simply it's the light of a car about to run over me

Oh Balance I miss you so much! and you feel like a dream I'll never reach.
it feels like you are that essential nutrient I need to live in tuned with existence- but I am not Eve and you are not hanging from a tree ready to be picked.

I once asked for strength to face my challenges and give myself a chance for growth and wisdom.I once asked for a chance... I don't pray but I would -if you told me that it would help. I shouted to the five winds more than once asking for you, asking for a sign!
... but you you never said anything

So now after all that time,of searching---- and searching
Here I am. Walking on my path, my journey ~ went through the scariest neighborhoods I've ever seen. In the worst time and season possible. But here I go... for my existence! for myself! Because I am more than my body, I am more than this mind~ Here I go in search of my true name/true self. In search of my place!

Cause Balance its the equilibrium within yourself no matter season, situation, or challenge that moves upon you. It's your constant blooming state, its knowing yourself and believing you're perfect.

So after all that I realized I should be named Balance not "him"!

Monday, November 1, 2010

Lets Wear Smiles

Lets stop looking at old photographs
seeking and searching for what we once had
Lets smile, lets smile

Lets sit in silence, skin to skin
and let the air that I breath, be yours
Lets smile, lets live

Lets buy smiles
until a half moon rises in our hearts
Lets wear smiles
until our laughs are heard, once again
Lets smile, lets laugh

Lets dance feet to feet
Lets walk together to the highest peak
Lets live, lets live

Lets forget our worries
Lets forget our negativity
Lets live, lets live

Lets leave our window open to let the light in
Lets take a deep breath in, and let life nourish you
lets live, lets live

Lets buy smiles until a half moon rises in our hearts, in our lives
Lets wear smiles until our laughs are heard again
and like in a spell
its contagious towards the open space!

lets smile,
lets laugh,
lets love,
lets live

Monday, July 19, 2010

Tic-Tac

Hey! have you heard, that tic-tac?
its ticking so fast that I lost track of time
and it feels like life is slipping by...
......... slipping away- through my fingers
and the harder I try to hold on, the further away it goes,
the faster it ticks by

no more rushed decisions, no more a pumping heart
just silent, trapped, dry emotions
just us, running behind- trying so hard to catch up
it all turn into a numb dream
and once I had such beautiful ones.

I remember we used to think they would become real, someday
but those are still sleeping on a pillow that we've been collecting through age
no more innocent eyes instead now untruthful ones

Hey have your heard that tic-tac?

if I stopped calling
don't be upset its not I haven't thought of you
is not that I stopped loving you, missing you
its just that time is flying by
and it just seems that I cant catch up with time

This time, so confusing you feel so close and yet so far
everything seems a superficial state
did we all turned dried- inside out?

I once dreamed that I wouldn't take part of this
but here I am.... running
trying to catch up with time... like you running by my side

.... are we all loosing touch
forgetting who we are
getting lost in time
without even knowing where we are or where do we want to end up
it seems that I would be running behind time until my heart runs out of time
but in the mean time I guess I will be running
trying to catch up
giving meaning to this life- my life
who I am and who I had become

have you heard, that tic-tac?

Oh So Hard

Oh.... oh so hard
so hard to move out from our comfort zone
Fly away.... oh... fly away
Fly away to those dreams you once gave up
try at least to reach them
... you never know... you might get close to them

Oh... oh so hard
so hard to push out... to push ourselves into new challenges
Fly away... oh... fly away
Fly away to those dreams... you look at from time to time
fly... fly high cause you might be able to hold them close
at least for a while

I know its hard....
but just remember that this is YOUR life
yours
and it wouldn't be yours, if at least you don't try
so fly... fly away

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Untitled- life

Life: A maze of strange opportunities...

coincidences, some say... i don't know
A reason behind... i still don't know
Choices and Chances.... yes! Life is filled with those... that i do know

Life: A maze of strange opportunities...
like

Becoming aware
filling ourselves with insight
letting corrupted tension in our spine... go... dissipate when its over us

Life: A maze of strange opportunities...
like

learning. growing.
overcoming obstacles and challenges.

Life: its at the end of every road
Life where every path leads us to

where we decide to go and which path to take
make the best- fullest in every step
no corruptions. transparent. true to ourselves.

Life: a maze of strange opportunities....

Where's Love

When there's love in life
there's meaning.

Love.
... nourishes my soul and allows me to bloom.

Fill me with a loving embrace...
and I will nourish you as well

Lets dance feet to feet. smile to smile. life to life.

If my leaves ever fall, don't you worry
that's how the story goes.

When there's love in life...
there's meaning.

When there's meaning in life... there's bliss.

Creation is Life



















The Journey of life.... a Mystery
When I look for quiet, I find myself
sitting still in the dark with a gleam of light...
is that why we' re afraid so afraid of it?

When I seek for the warmth of the sun
is when I look for love... inside and around
Creation is Life
that's why everyone seeks it.

What's an Emotion????
















What's an emotion?
nothing and everything....
shapeless like water.
Flowing energy until we give it a name. a shape.

Creations Fire Burning
































Awakening fire in the sky
a new day with bright new colorful hopes
Cherry blossoms shining like Christmas
Germinating dreams with a sweet perfume of new beginnings
Rain. Giving chance to life
Creations Flame Burning



















Where life once stood
a scar will prevail
on the soil we walk,
the spirit will sing until the wind dies

Friday, June 4, 2010

Gemini

(Part I)
Running Days:

A rushing car- a highway
your entire life in a flash
Storm and Thunder
Hot and freezing weather
people, congestion, pollution, diplomas, knowledge, recognition.... society
toxic food, lust, greed, contamination, drugs & health, science, judgment... society
running, rushing, money, quantity, more and more.... movement
and more days that feel the same
News about war, about violence, about injustice, about lies, about power- nonsense
A hurricane of thoughts, of unnamed feelings. anger, rage, frustration, sadness
dizziness, nausea, sickness, fear
... energy that builds up and get stuck in your spine, in your chest, on your throat
broken spirit~ broken wilderness/broken nature
no respect
projects, goals, desires, expectations, dreams.... more an more running... more and more movement
and more days that feel the same
a teen time that's left behind- no strength... so tired
routine, routine, routine
action, friction.... action, consequences, disaster
ideas, desires, expectations, wants & needs... action... more consequences
ideals, fears, judgment, community, society---- corruption and society
love, anger, dis equalities, discrimination, more judgement
days and more days
walking, running, galloping, wishing we could fly.... more running
heart attack, collapse on the street~ nobody cares, nobody helps
days, months, years, decades
no clues, no signs, no alines
waiting... hoping, wandering
then I stop!
where am I going?
sleep walking- numb---- pain so much pain, feeling body will explode!
so much---- so so much--- feel so much--- so so much

(Part II)
Meditating Days:

Stillness. Quietness. Peace
Time to understand: small movements inside. big chaotic movements inside.
Discovering beauty and wisdom in my surrounding. inside myself.
A soft breeze... birds singing... life blooming.... growing
nature. balance, cycle. day and night, sun and moon, winter and summer, young and old
silence, a whisper
a sunset or a sunrise
waves crushing, river running. waterfall. Water. Wisdom
Nature, aroma, sounds, colours- the cycle. Universal vibrations- Wisdom.
Creativity, Imagination, Art.... Intuition -no boundaries
.... words, wisdom, understanding, paint strokes, dancing, foot-prints. creative expression. true words. true actions. Love. Love. Love
softness and warmth
Bliss. Awareness. Illumination
Energy that flows, no corruptions. Chi.
Truth, Honesty. Understanding
My center. My surrounding. My continuation- our skin. nature. Connected.
Connection with you... Connected
Life. Love. Acceptance.
You
Me
Present... a gift of life
your life.... full of meaning
a second, a minute, an hour... treasure.
Energy that flows, no corruptions. Chi.
Truth, Honesty. Understanding
My center and my surrounding. My continuation- our skin. Connected.
Balance. Equilibrium. Nature. Cycle.
Life. Death. Life ...
Meaning.
You
Me

Monday, May 31, 2010

Take My Hand

There are so many people ... so many people in this world
everyone facing different challenges
different realities
but there's one thing that its always the same:
our constant fight for freedom, for happiness, for survival, for peace.

So take my hand.... take the time
stand up for your dreams, your life, your rights- the time is NOW
cause we all seek for love and life
so take my hand and take the stand
to keep the earth as well as your life alive!!!

Even though we are all different
even though countries, languages, traditions, religions and distance might separate us
take my hand and take your neighbors hand
and make a stand
cause we are one
and all we want is love, freedom and a healthy life
for us, for our children, and for those yet to come

So when you wake up and feel down,
think of those that are going through a much harder time than you are
Don't give up and take your stand
changing your life is the beginning-
so hold my hand and hold your neighbors hand
cause we all stand together in the same land
all we need is love, awareness, and energy to come together as one
you-me, life on land.

When You Believe in Me

When you believe in me
my heart is at ease
cause when you believe in me
there are no worries,
no trouble,
no more sorrow
When you believe in me...

When you believe in me
today and tomorrow
feels like a forever after- filled with L's (Love, LOVE, Love
Laughs, laughs, Laughs
Life, LIFE, LIFE)
cause when you believe in me
my days are bright even though its raining out

When you believe in me my heart, my spirit is at ease
cause all I want is to be like a blooming flower everyday,
JUST FOR YOU
All I want is to be the brightest star every night,
JUST FOR YOU
and I can't sleep anymore at night...
cause all I dream is right here ...
were you are
BY MY SIDE

So please don't ever stop believing in me

Oh Why Me!!!!!

Have you ever felt like a tree that holds its last leaf
.... and slowly, painfully it falls down
dying on the cold ground.
There you are, standing naked- defeated
your head spinning, your spirit broken and you cant stop wondering why
why Oh why me!!!!!!!

Have you ever felt like the most beautiful flower on a field
where your aroma emanates beauty to the four winds
Did you ever stop to ask, this time, why
why oh why me!!!!!!!!!!

Its so easy to ask why oh why me
when things are hard and dark
but its time to ask who you are
and if you are standing where you want to be in life
instead of blaming and wondering why oh why me
take control
take action
hold your life close to your heart always, close to your heart!



* cause we all loose our leaves from time to time- to nourish the ground around us... later on to bloom as the most beautiful flower.

Monday, May 10, 2010

... te vi partir

Te veo partir y contigo se va mi vida
me has dejado seca, sin nada porque luchar
tu- mi sol, mi alegria, mis dias
y ahora que te vas
no queda nada mas... que silencio, soledad, angustia y dolor

Te veo partir y contigo se va mi vida
un vacio enorme que vorazmente, ..... me carcome el alma
noches de llanto y dias de dolor- tengo- ............. desde que te vi partir
y una eternidad de questionameintos de porque te fuistes de mi lado hoy

Friday, May 7, 2010

Ojos de Piedra

Ojos de piedra
Ojos de niebla
Ojos quebrados hoy
Temo que mi tiempo se acabe sin darme cuenta
Temo que no lograre comprender
que no lograre descubrir el horizonte que lleva mi nombre
Ojos de piedra
Ojos de niebla
Ojos quebrados sufro hoy
Miedo de cerrarlos
ya que cuando lo hago
me veo con mi pelo al viento
y una suave brisa acariciandome
susurrandome que todo estara bien
bienvenida libertad grito a los cuatro vientos
sin ataduras
sin dolor
sin corrupcion
en paz
pero lejos estoy de aquel sentimiento hoy
ya que sufro ojos de piedra
ojos de niebla
ojos quebrados hoy
estoy atada
confundida
encarcelada
sin salida
como llegue hasta aqui, me pregunto
la rutina me trajo?
olvide el ritmo de mi andar?
y me deje llevar- a la deriva estoy?
ojos de piedra
ojos de niebla
ojos quebrados hoy

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

My Favorite Things in Life

Some of my favorite things in life are
the smell of fresh cut grass
or the smell of the wet soil after a big and long storm
My favorite things in life are simple like this ones

Some of my favorite things in life are
when the moon and the sun hang up high in the sky at the same time
or the colors of fall and the smell of spring
or the sound of waves crashing
or the smell of the sea
or the feeling of the wind blowing on my face
My favorite things in life are simple like this ones

Some of my favorite things in life are
the golden path that the moonlight creates over a calm ocean
or when thunder calls lightening to strike on the horizon
or watching how the day clears up and a rainbow brings a smile to my face
or when you rediscover beauty after a hard day
or the sound of the trees dancing along with the wind
or the sound of water flowing down a river
or the rhythm of leaves falling slowly to the ground like snowflakes
or the crunching sound of steps over dried leaves

My favorite things in life are simple like this ones
like when your whole body speaks with an embrace
like when I look into your eyes and no words are needed
like that wise and comforting word you were waiting for
or knowing that your sisters, your friends, your partner knows you so well~
sometimes better than you know yourself
or when you laugh with a friend until your stomach hurts
or that soft touch that breaks you and at the same time brings peace,
cause that's all you needed to get in touch with yourself
or knowing that sometimes time doesn't change anything
like friendships, like memories, and lessons learned

This are some of my favorite things in life
and I know that when darkness comes wildly into our lives we forget about them
and I know there are things in life I dislike
but they no matter because all of those are things in life
parts of that big puzzle called, our life that gives life to all those favorite things in life

Bienvenido Seas Tu

El sol se asomo a mi ventana
yo le sonrei y lo deje entrar
muy despacio el fue posandose en el bolsillo de mi alma
Bienvenido seas tu!yo te doy la bienvenida...
bienvenido sean los dias de sol!

El mal tiempo
ya quedo en el pasado, pero el muy picaro
se escondio en mi almuhada sin quererse ir
sacudi las sabanas fuertemente
y le dije que se vaya
mi almuhada es donde guardo mis suenios hoy
entonces te digo adios
adios a los dias oscuros que algun dia tuvo mi corazon
y bienvenidos sean los dias de sol

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Simple Needs= Simple Life

We are such complicated creatures we are always looking for answers and reasons
I guess that's what separates us from all other animals in life
Well, we sometimes forget that we are still animals
and things in life are as simple as we think they are
we just had forgotten how to listen,
respect and answer those needs, those wonders, desires and dreams
simple as thirst, hunger, love, passion, excitement, and others
since we had become so restrained by the structure built in our society
but we can still find that peace of mind and freedom
we just need the courage and confidence to do them
its always the right thing to do when it comes truly from oneself

Behind Meaning

If you are standing still waiting for a sign
If you are waiting to find the meaning in everything you do
Stop!
Cause there is no meaning behind
The point is to do it, so start moving- start flowing
and when you do then
by giving life to those, you are bringing meaning to yourself
to nothing else and no one else but yourself

Siesta en BA 2010

El viento comenzo a sonar
despertando las copas de los arboles de su siesta
un sonido que siempre calmo mi ser
recolectando gajos de una fresca brisa despues de un caluroso mediodia

hoy buenos aires trajo dulces recuerdos
que hablan de distantes caminos ya recorridos junto a viejas historias de vida
momentos y lugares descubiertos, casi sintiendo que aquellos ya no hablan de mi
sino de otra que recuerdo tan poco

el tiempo es tan misterioso
recuredos de enojos pasados que ya hoy no tienen ningun peso
y antes se sentian tan mortales
cuanto peso y energia ponemos a situaciones
que realmente son livianas como el aire y pasajeras como el tiempo

It Seems

It seems when the world became bigger, we became smaller
It seems that when this happened, our dreams became like distant stars
stars that are easily forgotten
stars that are easily pushed aside
Did we forgot about talents or did we lose our courage to fight?
Did we become lost and confused in this loud and structured world?
is this why it is so hard to decide what to do?
is this why it is so hard to know where to go in life?
It seems our view has grown but out options are still scarce
It seems that not matter what, we always end with the same conclusion:
one life
and a lifetime of discovering ourselves and others
a lifetime of getting closer to the light

Saturday, January 9, 2010

The Spirit of the Red CedarTree- Circle of Stones Story

i lived a thousand years that's what the rings on my body say
roads filled with stories of an ancient time, a quiet time
scars from hard winters and strong storms
leaves that left me nourishing me and my surroundings
blooming flowers, brought new friends and good companions
warming and gracious moments, when i served as refugee to others
hugs and smiling moments, when i danced with other at the rhythm of the wind

i lived a thousand years that's what the rings on my body say
i lived a thousand years, until they cut me down
until i fall down hard to the ground in a big roar
the earth tremble as my body was breaking- shattered
until my body was detaching from my roots, my nourishing life

a thousand years i lived and more
today there is still a whole in those woods
there is still a part of me living there
a scar on the soil where i stood
silent wind blows on my grounds
i am the spirit of a red cedar tree
that lived a thousand years

My Future?- Circle Of Stones Story

hahaha! she always laughed in her younger age
but now she cant stop doing it
her laugh- loud and clear and everyone hears
her white long silver hair like a whole moon lighted night
a waterfall of light pouring into the ocean

her eyes tell a thousand stories- you can tell she cried a lot
of pain and laughter
oh! her hands- her poor hands
she use to look at them and say: " oh my hands my poor hands!
what would i do without my hands...
yes i know i have to take care of them"

she laughs and she laughs like an old tree she moves
nothing seems the same, she says
if i knew before ... i had my doubts that it might be this way but still thought i had more
but time never waits
hahahaha! she laughs so loud
if i knew but i guess i know now
at least i know now.

Sofi's Mantra

i shall always try to keep untruths out from my thoughts
i shall always listen to my heart and not my confused mind
i shall always believe my only freedom is the one i create for myself

fighting for that moment in life when time doesn't count but feel life

i shall always see light when life shows me only darkness
i shall always dig deep into my feelings when i can't understand or control
i shall always face my fears

fighting for that moment in life when time doesn't count but feels life

i shall always close my eyes in silence when my head gets too loud
i shall always listen to the voice of nature for advice
i shall always question myself and others, never agreeing without understanding

i shall never be scared of being wrong
i shall always find love behind every emotion
i shall always be true to myself and others
I shall always try to forgive even when they done me wrong

Shapeless

What’s an emotion?
Nothing... and everything
its shapeless
unless we give it a form
a shape: as a song, as a painting, as a touch, as a look, as a word, as an image

how do we know what are we feeling?
When did we discover the emotion of pain or joy?
When it was once described or when it was felt like a tear or a smile?

Like seasons there’s a time for everything
a time for growth, a time to shed our leaves, a time to bloom and a time to dry and provide our everything to others- to enhance those others with a chance of life
the continuation of ourselves

so everything is shapeless- no more than energy flowing
until we create a shape to that energy

Colors in Life

Once I thought that everything was yellow
those were my childhood days- where everything was bright as the day
Once I thought that everything was green
i was a kid, filled with hope- filled with innocent thoughts
Once i thought everything was red
growing up, when i learn what fear and pain meant

Once I thought that you would come into my life and rescue me
Once I thought that you would pull me out of every misery
but now I know there is no God, might you could still be my fantasy
but now I know there is no God, might you could still be my friend

Once I thought that everything was white
there was peace- there was bliss- i was discovering- i was growing- i was uncertain but filled with love and dreams
Once I thought that everything was blue- that everyday would rain
I would cry my heart out- until the next day

Once I thought that you would come into my life and rescue me
Once I thought that you would pull me out of every misery
but now I know there is no God, might you could be what I dream
but now I know there is no God, might would you please let me in or
let me out compltely

Once I thought that you would come into my life and rescue me
Once I thought that you would pull me out of every misery
Once i thought so many things... now i dont believe

my life... an abstract rainbow, intangible, colorful, beautiful, vibrant
a mystery, unreachable and free- for everyone except myself
I don't need a God, i need a rainbow
colorful even when everything is dark-a storm where there's a gleam of light
in the showers a light that brings hope to the heart
A rainbow that's all i need

If it was up to ME

Suddenly something went wrong along the way
and we got to the point, where the road split in two
night from day
black and white
right from wrong
truth from lies
far from close
and here we stand today
but if- it was- up to me
the sun- would shine everyday
and the moon- would be full
and fools- wouldn't be fooled
if- it was- up to me
dishonesty- wouldn't be a word
everyday would be spring
but that, if it was- up to me

If it was up to me
when the rough weather comes to your life
a rainbow would be shining up high
if- it was- up to me
I ll give you your everything
every dream that you cant reach
every need that you dont receive
but that if it was up to me
when you are asking for help
and there's no one around
you shout
you yell
and still no one comes
if- it was- up to me
your voice would be heard
and your heart I ll embrace
but that, if it was up to me
no misery
no regrets
no violence
no destruction
but that, if it was up to me

What are we supposed to do

All this time trying to figure out
what are we suppose to do

Nobody ever told us what went wrong
Nobody ever told us what was going on
And what choices to make to have a better consequence

All this time trying to figure out
what we are supposed to do

Fighting against society
that rules and conquers
molding us like bonsais
shaping our way of life
so we forget and follow the mass

All this time trying to figure out
what we re supposed to do

And we realized freedom is not against us
its within us
the only way to find it its by following our heart
there is no balance in black and white

All this time trying to figure out
what we re supposed to do
nobody ever told me what went wrong
nobody ever told me what was going on
and I spent all night
trying to figure out what was going on
I did the best I could, the best I knew

All this time trying to figure out what we’re supposed to do
nobody ever told us what went wrong
nobody ever told us what was going on
and what choices to make to have a better consequence
a different consequence

Our Chains

I am chained to reality
but in my dreams I find freedom
in my dreams I am free

Last night I dream I flew to the stars
and when I came back to tell you what I have done
it was too late I was already chained
I tried to shout and ran away
but it was too late I was already chained

Today it was lightening and that’s not a common thing
and when a thunder told me the secret
and now that its gone my soul aches in prayer
thunder in my heart but it was too late
I was already chained

I am chained to reality
but in my dreams I find freedom
in my dreams I am free

Last night I dream that my laugh was contagious
and my smile was whole
but when I woke up- it was too late
I was already chained
I tried to shout and ran away
but it was too late I was already chained

Someone once said make the life you want
but no one told me it was going to be this hard
I am anchored to my thoughts- I am a prisoner of my fears

I am chained to reality and I find freedom in my dreams
I am chained to this reality
and all I dream of is freedom
and all I dream of is to get freed
I am chained to reality and I find freedom in my dreams
I found freedom in my dreams

Living in the city

sounds of a society Your presence, so precious
your presence so precious to me
that’s constantly changing and growing
just like us

a society that no matter how hard we try
we cant escape
cause the second when we were born
we became part of it

a society
a distant sound of a siren
with a thousand possibilities
of a person in danger
a house burning down
a car accident, a robbery, a murder

I stopped wondering what’s happening beyond my walls
on the other side of my own world
does that makes me a bad person?
Did I lost my sensitivity?
After all these years of witnessing this society?
Perhaps....
Did I got use to them?
Perhaps...
Did I loose my faith?
Did my voice got lost in this ocean of strangers with no face/
Perhaps...

Living in the city, in a city the kingdom of a society
that we created a long time ago
that molds us
that mold me with time into my mood- this time being black
Living in the city- my crime, my death

When the day comes
where I stop taking care of myself and my love ones
when I stop wondering about life
please don’t condemn me but this society that we live in

That’s Life

There’s no reason to believe
that it will always be this way
The sun shines for so many days
and then hides somehow behind the clouds

That s life, why is it never enough?
if I ever find the meaning of freedom
I promise you’ll be the first one to know

How can you leave the current
that breaks and takes
there’s always so much you can give
and so much you can give in

That s life, why is it never enough?
if I ever find the meaning of freedom
I promise you’ll be the first one to know

Love doesn’t mean a thing when is not shared
and I still have so many questions and no one to ask
wondering if you hold me when I fall down
until then, uncertain

That s life, why is it never enough?
if I ever find the meaning of freedom
I promise you’ll be the first one to know

That’s life
no questions -no answers.... some how they are all inside
no one can guide just walking blind until you see the light

There was a time

There was a time, when I was a child
I had nightmares every night
my house was burning down
... so now
memories from my childhood faded away
and I don’t longer remember them

I come from so many stories, ideas of a past
that I might have created along my life
I come from so many, many stories
that I wrote down, that I cried out, that I laughed out loud
some survived, some faded away

I once buried a precious rose
trying to leave it behind
cause it was hurting my heart
it made me cry so many times, it was still hunting me down
I couldn’t understand why if I’d berried that one in the past
I come from so many, many stories
and I discovered the rose lived in my mind
and no longer in my hands

There was a time when I thought I could change the world
make it a better place
but I forgot I was the first one to be saved
so I berried the rose again
cause it was causing me so much pain, again
I was growing old and hopefully wise

I come from so many stories, ideas of a past
that I might have created along my life
I come from so many, many stories
about a far away land that I left behind
and I thought my heart turned into ice
I come from so many stories and some changed along the way

My mind thinks I cried but I might have actually laugh out loud
now I that I think I can see clearly I am blind
even though you bring light to my life
I still fear that I might crash

Past memories they hunt me and scare me
I don’t want to believe in false stories anymore
I know I cant fix the world but I can fix my own universe

I wish I had healing powers
but I am no more than a crooked tree
a crooked tree that now grows toward the light, towards the sky
I have some lovely flowers but nothing too much

I come from so many stories
I come from so many memories
so I hope you understand
I still fear you might cut me down
it was written in my heart since I was a child
the fear of being left behind

I come from so many stories
and now its time for mine
cause all I want to do
is write about you an me
until the words fade with the last breath of our forgotten story
our forgotten memory our forgotten life

Zero

What's religion? What's faith? and what are your believes today?
In ancient times we worship the moon and sun...
music and dancing had been a way of expression
Today I don't know if we have one

Chorus:
A curse in the place, that didn’t give me rest
A curse in the place that didn’t open their arms for an embrace
A curse in the place, that slammed the doors in my face
A curse in the place, that left the ones in need to hang and burn
So many misunderstanding along the way that we can’t longer control
cause power and greed rules them

Is there such a thing as a destiny? Is there one for my soul?
Am I so lost that I can’t see it at all?
or I am walking through every reason to be and become?
If even the smallest creature has one- even though it is the simplest one-
am I that dumb?-why can't I see mine?

Chorus

Is this my only reason to be? Questioning life, Unrevealing the cruelty and vanity in society?
Feeling pain in happiness and sadness- Feeling vulnerable- Feeling doomed- Feeling imprisoned
Is love enough? or just a fairy tale? Is passion enough?
Is an ideal enough or needs an action to be heard?
Work- a word from modern times
Surviving- a word forever
Love- the only word that is real- a destiny

The Truthful Night

The night spread its wings, when the sun fall down
I was still hoping for that soft light to touch my face
and warm up the tears that got stuck somewhere in my heart

Knowledge became a boundary that I fear and not dare to face
understanding oh far away it is from me
while sometimes I can hold and embrace, steps away it is
always, feeling out of reach like the moon- so close and so far away at the same time
like water through my hands

There are no answers
There is no truth
There is just life

A deep feeling of absence and quietness, invades me from time to time
where I become nothing, light as a feather and heavy as a pound of them
my body transcends its own limits and mind gets confuse so it stops
Energy. Life. .... could be my only answer to every question
that’s all I have, might not be too bright, too wise
but that’s the only certainty I have in this life

One dreamy Night

Looking up, towards the sky
the stars were like quartz,
shining, vibrating, sending energy towards me

The sky tonight like
an umbrella, above me, covering me
when once thought it was protecting me
today I felt small with nothing to give

No idea what I was doing, if my energy was as strong as them
if my light died right away?
I wanted to go where they were, with no protection
at an open space, immensity, imagination, creation, smiles, almost eternal
I closed my eyes and I left, I left....

The Truth won’t set you Free

I can finally see the chains in my ankles, in my head, in my hands, in my heart
what is this? I'm trapped in time so I am not free, I am trapped in this glass so called yesterday and today. Its all right, cause I don’t want to keep on walking on this facade of life- this is not life
we created a prison and we imprisoned ourselves and every single living creature on earth
by believing we are gods? How did we gain the power to say “ you live or you die”
what truth- but condemning ourselves in believing we deserve more- by believing we all want to be condemned to the same fate as yours?

In the Dark- for a while

I'm locked inside
a prisoner I am- like water- that tries to flow away but its limited to a glass
a prisoner of these feeling, a prisoner of this pain
why oh why?
My body is shaking and my hope in smithereens- my logic crashed
Empty. Empty. Empty I am
there’s nothing left but silence and obscurity
I cant sleep and I don’t want to be awake anymore
no reason there are no reasons
it was all a lie
there are no reason at all
there’s no reason behind

Weep child, Weep

emptiness, vacuum, silence, darkness, tears and pain
swollen eyes, dry lips, cold hands, blurry and burning sight
a knot in my stomach and pressure in my chest
the storm is filled with rage and I have no strength to fight it anymore

weep child, weep away your pain
weep child, weep there’s nothing wrong in crying
he’ll come and rescue you, as he once said

the pain will, go you’ll heal- my child
the storm will ease, the empty space will be filled, words will be spoken
and the sun will shine again, warming your heart- my child you’ll see
I said to myself, while the last tear runs through my face,
hoping that soon I’ll laugh until my cheeks hurt
soon, an immense happiness will burst open my chest, instead of this unbearable sadness

I know, as soon as I accept the pain it will walk away
so go on, weep child, weep I said to myself

Nightmares

I woke up today without even knowing
that I was going to have a sleepless night
with the keenest knife stuck in my heart
I look at the stars and they don’t seem beautiful anymore
instead, they scare me
I am devastated, by an invisible current of pain
would it me too drastic to stay quiet in the dark trembling my heart out?
would it be too drastic to stay until the flames erupt through my mouth?
Or wait until things calm down, and my hearts heal one more time?

Pay me back I bought a fairy tale and you gave a horror one
the one I am scared all the time, and now, I am lost and tired

Scary it is feeling that I don’t have the same effect on you
frightening and painful it is- or its that I blind? Or that you hide it all inside?
I bought a fairy tale and I want it now if you cant give it to me, just pay me back
pay me my time I spent shaking in horror, pay me my lonely nights,
pay me the days I was in sorrow.
Well, I bought a fairy tale,
but all I need is not to be scared and in pain all the time

Follow Me

I don’t know where I am going and I don’t where this street will end
but please hold my hand anyways, follow me -follow me

Foot steps on the sand, softly printed
hold my hand, hold me tight
lets grow old together
you and me, lets paint the journey
go on, follow me -follow me

I don’t where I am going and I don’t know where this street will end
but hold my hand anyways, lets discover this world together
so follow me and I’ll follow you

Who’s living Your life?

Don’t you feel sometimes, like someone is living your life?
Steps that are somehow made and you don’t have a clue how or why

Your head is filled with memories that no longer recall
and you still wonder, what happened to your dreams
dis they changed or they are out of reach?

Don’t you feel sometimes, like someone is living your life?
In that precise moment, you suddenly stop
wondering who is the person that’s looking back through that mirror
discovering that your life is filled with strangers, including yourself

Don’t you feel sometimes, like someone is living your life?
for some reason we keep waiting, hoping for a future that never comes
‘cause it’s not ours, but somebody else’s

Oh So Many Why's

hat happens when everything makes sense and at the exact same time,
nothing makes sense at all
and I wonder if we are the ones, making our lives harder and harder
every time harder and harder
when the universe its ruled in such a simple way
you ask why and I ask why, oh so many times
and I discovered that I am not getting any wiser, on the contrary
it feels that, I am getting dumber and dumber, every time dumber and dumber
‘cause I still have so many why’s

Like why do we imprison ourselves and others
in traditions, rules, religion and society?
When life should be as simple as the air we breath
you ask why and I ask why, oh so many times
and I don’t think I am getting any smarter, on the contrary
it feels that, I am getting dumber and dumber, every time dumber and dumber
‘cause I still don’t understand so many why’s

I don’t wonder why or how my heart beats anymore, instead
I wonder why my heart rushes every time I feel trapped
and who had this greatest idea in the past of setting a standard of life
reflections, perceptions and the eternal questions that I am so weary to ask....
Why oh so many why’s

and I don’t think I am getting any wiser, on the contrary
it feels that, I am getting dumber and dumber,‘cause I still have so many why’s
so many why’s....

Floating Time

I
if only happiness, joy, and bliss would leave a scar carved in our body
then, pain wouldn't feel the same

II
is joy that brings love? or the other way around?
is it understanding?
i hope i can always express my soul through my eyes, through my movements in life

What Matters

(I)
There is no shape, we are not our bodies but the essence inside
so much that we loose by forgetting
so concerned we are in what they might see in us
so trapped in our logic that we cant figure out
that what matters is the content, our essence not the core, the container that's just holding us
....
(II)
Water would be as immense as the earth, as an ocean if it wasn't conditioned to a glass or a river bend just like us

Growing Old

As I grow, I realized that some of us grow wise and others just tall
we cry, we laugh, we fall so many times- again and again
some rolled and crawled where then we stand and walk
sadly, some stay where they fall

As I grow, I realized that some of us blossom and others never ripe
I discovered so many things that make my eyes bleed and others that make my heart sing
As I grow, I realized that some of us grow old and other just tall
someone once wrongly told me that- nothing is for certain- but some are like love- life.