Thursday, November 8, 2007
birthday, faraway
(edvard munch, puberty)
" ...and that's the day i knew there was this entire life behind things, and...
this incredibly benevolent force, that wanted me to know there was no reason to be afraid, ever.
(...)
i need to remember...
sometimes there's so much beauty in the world i feel like i can't take it,
like my heart's going to cave in. "
(from the film american beauty)
..
i write in this faraway place as if i'm writing at home.
everything is peace, strength and life
in this moment of time.
instant.
new touches that take me to what i am,
that kiss my ear in a whisper,
that wake me up with assurance and a smile.
i keep everything to remember it,
later on,
this still time
suspended
in amazement
and wonder
of being humble
like life.
(bogdan zwir, butterfly)
...
on the absence of the touch
the sea
the others
i (re)write myself.
i remember all that i am
feel
live.
even if faraway.
even if here.
even if in the painful distance
of some
any
non-hug.
..
i know i live
alive.
and that is everything.
with each step
each gesture
each touch of sleeping wonder
may i be
feel
exist
in the sea-felt peace
of being true in life.
(ana nicolau)
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2 comments:
vives y en el silencio de tu vida recuerdas todo lo vivido
y sientes la vida como una gran razon, aunque no tengas todo, pero vives
y te envuelves en paz
mil gracias por tus saludos y tu compañia en lagrimas
te dejo muchos cariños y una linda semana
mil besitos
besos y sueños
olá nana,
gosto muito do teu blogue.
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