ONE – THE STRUGGLE
She gives a sublime pleasure to my conquest.
Even when she afflicts my body and my soul.
Perhaps she is an angel disguised as a demon,
Who consumes passion
And transforms it into bliss.
TWO – A DISTANT MEMORY
I sense the smell, the flavor and the touch on my skin of this precious moment.
I see a picture that sounds like a melody and finds its perfection in the notes off-key.
Small gestures create the magic.
Your hands are at work and time is consuming them.
That smile, How how long has it been hiding your suffering?
I wish you could see with my eyes all that you were able to give.
Perhaps the love you carry is too immense for your tiny body.
I wish I could free you with a cry.
Let me stop in that moment where beyond chaos there’s silence,
And I perceive the wonder.
I want to take you on the edge of the cliff and teach you how to fly,
like you taught me how to stand up and walk.
THREE – THE WAIT
Time expands, minutes seem eternal.
If only I could switch off my brain and stop thinking.
Escape from what is about to come,
For I don’t know if it will be pleasure or pain.
I rest in stillness
And it feels like there’s a whole life unfolding before me.
I watch it like a film projected on the screen of my mind.
Every hue acquires significance,
Every feeling awakens.
The pain, the anger, the loneliness, the joy, the lightness, the Love.
For an instant I can touch the truth.
I choose to stay,
The present is bringing me a gift.
FOUR – TO WRITE
Letting the words emerge from the soul.
They dress in black and leave their imprint on white paper.
They want to be remembered.
I don’t know where they’re heading yet.
I’m seeking for the essence, everything else is unnecessary.
The unnecessary has infected humanity.
I want to be free from it.
The past is a ghost.
The future is a projection.
All I have is now, and a black pen.
FIVE – THE SURPRISE
The quest for perfection leaves no room to awe.
I can’t be perfect, because I love being surprised.
‘Till the next one!