Me encantas...

Life

Let me but live my life from year to year,

With forward face and unreluctant soul;

Not hurrying to, nor turning from the goal;

Not mourning for the things that disappear In the dim past, nor holding back in fear From what the future veils;

but with a whole And happy heart, that pays its toll To Youth and Age, and travels on with cheer.

So let the way wind up the hill or down, O'er rough or smooth, the journey will be joy:

Still seeking what I sought when but a boy,

New friendship, high adventure, and a crown,

My heart will keep the courage of the quest,

And hope the road's last turn will be the best.

By Henry Van Dyke

"Não chores porque já terminou,

Sorri porque aconteceu".

Gabriel García Márquez

Pablo Neruda - Me gustas cuando callas

Lara Li - Telepatia

Being sick

I hate being sick and vulnerable.
Not being able to look after myself...

My secret

Before, in the old days,
when people had secrets they didn't
want to share,
they would climb a mountain and find a tree.
They would carve a hole in the tree
whisper the secret into the tree
and cover the hole with mud.
That way, no one would ever discover the secret.

I've found a tree...
I've carved a hole
A deep hole where I've whispered my Secret
the deep secret of my inner Soul.
Now, no one will ever discover it.
It is my Secret, my inner companion, profound Love.