Gold dots covering the pathway
Angel’s drops of peace
Showing us the way
Towards a place within
Of everlasting love
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Golden path
Tag: Peace
My Treasure
I was there and yet…
I don’t know how it happened
How love found its way
It seems so easy between us
So natural
What taste had love before?
I don’t remember
No I do. It was harsh and painful
And full of silences
But I believed. I did not want to let go
I did not want to assume that it’s all that I could get
I knew there was something more to it
That this was a pale copy of what love was in real
I fell and I came back to life
I found my way out of the storm
I dreamt of you and you came
I can only rejoice now, feel blessed every hour of every day
Your love changed me
It changed the mother I am
And the friend, the daughter, the sister in me
It is making me stronger, powerful, confident
Our love is my treasure
Walk by the shore
Take my hand
I’ll show you the world
My world
The empty spaces in my dreams
The heavy clouds in my nights
The happy smiles in my days
The waves crashing against the rocks
You’ll see how beautiful it is
When you stand still and breathe deeply
Knowing there is no other place
You’d like to be
Just there, holding my hand
And saying out loud
To the sky and the sea
To the world and the hearts
That despite all fears
You are free!
One smile away
One breath away from your smile
Joy upon the days
Peace inside the nights
The key to my heart
The woman inside
She is the gold inside
The winner of the game
She is the precious smile
The holder of values
She breaks free
Whenever she feels trapped
She could find her place
In Paradise
She is the passion inside
The writer in the shade
She stands still
Whenever the sky turns dark
She is the shadow
Behind the veil of time
She is the treasure inside
The fire freeing the soul
She is the key keeper
The fairy dust on the shade
Whenever she loses track of time
She finds peace within
Her own place of safety
Orlando Blues
I feel for the mothers
For their cries in the dark
I feel for the fathers
For the deep pain in their heart
I feel for the brothers, the sisters, the neighbors
For the memory they treasure
Of a young guy coming home
Being free to love
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I feel for the killer
For his lack of self-love
I feel for his family
For the loss of innocence
I feel for the wounded
For the ones who survived
I feel for the dead
For their bodies lost in bloodshed
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I feel for the world
For the ones feeling empty and scared
I feel for the world
For the ones who don’t care
I feel for the world
For the ones shouting back
Let us live in Peace
Let us free to be who we are.
I pray for the Orlando Victims of Human Madness
