Here and now

Here as a little ant

Among the whole Universe.

I feel myself able to give

So many emotions that

My heart wants to be spread out...

The most beautiful Angel's smile

It was a year ago

When an angel arrived to our lives.

He cannot be more beatiful,

Happy and lovely.

His smile fills me with joy.

His hands and hugs bring me

To a peace world I love being.

He and his White sister are two angels

Over the Earth.

My heart is full of love with them.

It saves me...

💕💕

"Colourness"

Everyday we have a reason to colour our soul.
A friend's advise, a poem that touchs the heart and
bring it to the wonder world, a laugh of someone who moves you
as no none does it, the warm hug of a creature
who changes your innermost into tenderness.
Every day is a piece of a puzzle,
difficult to fit.
Let's take a crayon to draw so easy
as a child paints a drawing and shows you
as the most beautiful picture in the world.

Song to my friends

I am priviledged.
I have persons in my life
Who are not blood relatives
But heart relatives.
I can dare to be myself
With them,
Singing loud at street,
Telling them my jokes,
Worries, illusions, dreams,
Everyday thoughts,
Being even a little bit strange
Knowing that they are always there
Although they are not by my side.
They give me the wonderful breath
To know that if I need it,
I can trust them.
THANK YOU MY PEOPLE.
I feel you and I am proud of you.

Counting feelings

Devote yourself today
To listen to good music,
Relax since you owe it.
Take your book and read
Lines that move you.
Look at the blue Moon today,
Look at it everyday.
Moon gives peace,
A sense of admiration and calm
Difficult to define...

This is your day,
Enjoy every little thing
As it is unique and
Will never exist.

Eternal hands

Today is a sad day...
My grandad left us
Although he is present
in me everyday.
They do not go away.
They take care of us
From Heaven.
My grandad, your dad, your brother...
They are with us
Because we do not forget them.
I feel him.
Sure you too...

My life colour

This is my colour.
It is present in my birth city.
It is intense, so elegant...
I relate it with passion
And it is a feeling I
Am keen on because
Life is a thrilling journey.

Breathe

Bear in mind all good people.

Remember they are there, I know it.

Enjoy the most little moments.

Amplify the good.

Think we are here.

Huge more and more.

Enhance the human sense.

Calm blue

Drops of water have been falling
so much time...
Colour is not vain
Against the rain.
Everything is clear now.
The smell is so pleasant.
The sight is so special
I know it will remain
For all of us.

Wailing among the whole...

Sometimes I find myself listening
The murmur of people, the sound of silence
Whispering a sigh,
Looking forward a smile,
A kind word.
I only wail among
The noise of the Universe.

Dream and colour courtyards

There is a month in the year
Which makes it visible in Cordova.
May is Cordova.
There is no other shining blue like this.
During this month,
Corners of this nice city
Are lovely decorated by citizens
And wonderful neighbours.
With an incredible care
They change walls into amazing
pieces of Heaven.
Colourful pots, beautiful and
Different flowers, life fountains...

They are God and human
Creations...

Dance with me

Dance with me
As nobody see us.
Only the stars
Are there watching...
Make me feel they want to be
Like you and me...

https://youtu.be/xsCuj9ZgQLM

A quiet rain...

Weather experts foresee rains
For the next days...
I know rain is necessary for life,
To drink, for the country,
For beautiful flowers to grow,
To breathe, to erase bad particles in air,
To clean everything...
But I 'respect' this element so much...
Fall down quietly, please...
Be careful with it.
Rain is good but in a proper way...

https://youtu.be/g7-pxVs-Q8M

Two 'life-blowers'

It is wonderful the way
Two beautiful little loves
Are able to breathe me life
With their glazes, smiles, kisses,
Hugs, steps, hands...
Unique moments that fill me up...

The Swam awakening

There is a swam in me
Wanting to spread their wings out.
Its force and power awake my being.
My inside persists, moves and lives...

I am a swam, sure I am...

A natural daisy

I love the simplicity
And naturalness of a daisy.
The singing of a bird during a quiet afternoon.
I love the smell of clean clothes,
The eyes of a child opening a present.
I love the touch of a known hand,
Listening to a song moving me.
The memory of someone
Who remembers
I am here.