There is a part of me
that nothing can satisfy my longing
Some days my soul chooses to dance with music
...
I can not imagine life
with out the scent of roses,
or my fingertips
touching the morning dew grass
...
Why are my eyes red
when the sun reaches its peak
like a soldier on a mission
to send the heat to a frozen body.
...
Communication with God
in the moments
of solitude
spoken only form the soul itself
...
In the moments, minutes, hours
when the soul is embraced by
the veil of illusion made of sadness and pain
no light can be felt
...
I saw a picture once
on my journey to discovery of my presence, myself
I take them quite often
...
Spiritual awakening
is every precious moment
in your life
the good, the bad, the beautiful
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There was something special about that night
the sky was full of stars, moments before they were invisible.
I fought with myself that day
A tornado twirling inside of me
...
Echo of her laughter fills the room,
suddenly I stop,
my breathing intensifies with every breath, along with my heart beat,
the room is spinning all I hear is the music of my own heart, my own soul, ~ its her laughter,
...
Give them something they want! the man that calls himself the critic, shouts, his expression meaningless,
no emotion is a part of him, he's got poker face,
his eyes set on the piece of paper put so neatly on the desk, he rocks on a chair, pencil in his mouth,
...