jueves, 24 de enero de 2013

When I discovered something

When I discovered I was living was the day I stood in front of that endless road and realized that I've walked, I'm walking and I will have to walk.

That was the only rule: You have to walk. I was indeed walking already. But what happened is that I just realized I could walk to wherever I want, even the unknown was now on the limits.
For the first time in my life I was me. I was heading myself to where I wanted to go.

It was scared at the first place with all the possibilities, the mistakes (that are only your fault, since you are leading), the missed opportunities...
But if you give it a tought, for sure life is more complicated now, and of course that drawing new paths in the unexplored field is harder than following the road, but sometimes you just need it.
To be honest, it's not a racional tought the one that makes you loose your prejudicies and fall into the unknown. Most of the time are feelings the ones who push you into that.
When you feel like you cannot breath anymore is when you try either a new way of breathing or you seek for a place with more air.

So in the end what matters is change. Change exist and it's part of life. Time changes, people changes, even nature changes. And since you are part of her you change to. The issue is that either you don't think about it and you let the circumstances change you, or you stand right in the middle or everything and realize that change is the essencial component of living. And when that moment comes, you reach the point where you change the circumstances, just because you understand and agree that change is everything.

And afer this epiphany, "all you need is love".

lunes, 21 de enero de 2013

Lejos.

Luz, sal y viento,
la última frontera.
La morada de la libertad
y el palacio del tiempo.

El movimiento
y la oscuridad,
los compañeros
de los sueños.

La mar:
La última frontera,
el infinito hecho olas.

Y mis sueños,
ellos vuelan
hacia el horizonte.
Lejos, muy lejos.

domingo, 13 de enero de 2013

Si hubiese algo

Si hubiese algo que pudiera decir, lo diría.
Podría decirte: Eres la flor más bella
de la montaña más alta,
y juntos recorreremos el mundo
y demostraremos que se puede.
Podría decirlo, sí. Pero tú ya lo sabes.
Si hubiese algo que decir, lo diría. Pero no hay nada.

Si pudiera hacer algo, lo que sea,
para volver a estar contigo, lo haría:
Enmudecería al mismo Zeus gritando tu nombre al infinito,
o construiría una escalera lo suficientemente alta
como para bajarte la estrella que me pidieras.
Si pudiese hacer algo, de verdad que lo haría.
Si pudiera hacer algo... ¡Ai! Pero no se puede hacer nada.

Solo puedo esperarte.
Y dormir imaginando que tu piel me cubre
y tu boca es la lumbre
que prendre y mantiene vivo mi corazón.
Solo puedo hacer eso
y pedirle al viento
que te susurre una última vez al oido
que te quiero.