loss

with each loss

escapes my soul, a down pour of emotion

the power to heal

the time has come
to heal past wounds
shrivelled up,
I start again
this time, alone and uncertain
it perhaps appears needless
to an ever foraging eye
yet it is in this, unknowing
that transformation is ascended

-este momento-

Dicen que no hay tiempo

que es el momento de actuar

pero yo creo que en este momento

tenemos la oportunidad para cuidar,

para amar, perdonar

pero sobre todo,

para librar.

Que dejemos volar aquel pensamiento 
nuestro más esperado sueño,

Que este momento,

no dejamos escapar

para sentir la luz que nos toca

cara al Norte,

y que comenzamos, 

a andar.

Keep me

in silence

I run....

 -silent morning-

I rise and hear the call

maintaining the cadence

dictated by my heart

before me  

I observe flight

and from here below

I trace its path with my soul 

silent early morning

I long to embrace, 

cold, wind, heat, and dark
light, warmth, and breath

and with it,

discover new realms.

Creer

I believe

to have found the path

and with its revelations

I continue on

with each pause and respiration

slowly, however slowly

I shall advance.

renew

quant ja saps, nada mai será el mateix

...dicen, que se hace el camino
al andar

release

“A wise old owl sat on an oak; The more he saw the less he spoke; The less he spoke the more he heard; Why aren’t we like that wise old bird?” ~Unknown

inside out

irradiate
from the inside out
find center
and explore the world 
in this
entirely new way.
DA
I have found you
and with you 
I shall now travel
roads high,
valleys low
-for to have traveled that path
I am fortunate
yet to find
this peace 
which from 
the beginning
resided deep within
now, 
por fin
breathe.