Wednesday, April 28, 2010

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Away from the clamor of light,
nothing in the air, full of quiet feeling.
I get driven by a path of silver.
The white disc shines bright and quiet, far
a motor boat departs
and ideas remain unfinished hung and forgotten;
a breath of fresh moves the leaves of the maple,
a lament of love echoes resound with the penalty I listen to anything a cat
I caress her face.

The light of the White Lady, effortlessly,
I enter in and whispered words that I can not hear, but
find a street in the heart, and I give
sensations rarely tested,
emotions long forgotten.
smile, unseen, in the light silver
as I child, I waited
when the Goddess of the night
who came to fix the sheets.

Listening, so far
go out on the sand,
the lament of love lost and back again,
the White Lady, safe in the silence, looking at me and smiles,
or maybe that I want,
and serene, warmed peace, seeking
Orion in the black sky, and I see the infinite
,
feel that I will lose a few hours,
in the fury of the newspaper.

Without noise,
but only with myself, I'll be back
and blankets, and sank into the pillow, and resume the dialogue left
to listen to the silence,
with my thoughts, and soul that stirs in me, without
rustle, leaving me, and I close this parenthesis

resting the pen next to books.


Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Ship And Labeled Parts

full moon .. distant horizon ...


















Bello, in the evening progresses, turn our look at the distant horizon: to observe the sun's light goes off and becomes dark blue, and imagine distant borders of the African deserts, breaths sand in the wind that lifts and supports small eddies again in different form, Patagonian prairies where the wind howls and sings to infinity, while the horizon shows the snow on the summit of Cerro Torre, or, endless American plains where bison silent swaying in the endless greenery around them ...

Bello let the mind or the heart to go there to find out what's hidden and rejoice even of this ...

Back in itself is not back, but is a return to base with something more in the memory of the heart.

Beautiful Life, also "only" for such things apparently "Trivial" .


Thursday, April 15, 2010

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Thoughts pizzeria


I had to buy pizza for dinner break, my daughter was waiting at home and the store clerk, a bit 'younger than I complained to my colleague talking about the daughter who evidently gave her problems and thoughts.

The usual phrase, that you feel a bit 'anywhere, you have heard or even understood you when you were young and when her son told her the "big .

I felt a bit 'involved, good-naturedly, as I waited my turn, and a sentence in its "About that when they grow up will not change that much ... "I added my" Well grow up and change the type of problems ... 'a bit like saying " not change much and you're always smazzettare, poor parents who are e.. that I too ... compiangiamoci each other! ...

But suddenly I am shocked by this maelstrom of wailing, classical and traditional where I had thrown himself. I thought despite all the problems, discussions and there have been any conflicts or we can expect in the future, you, my daughter, my daughter is , the one to which I devote much of myself and that is part Life Me and ... any issue not worth the complaint, but it tackles and passes, and after the joy that she is there and that I can to love and be near her during this time where she is learning about the world and become a woman , while I, a bit 'but smiling on the sidelines in the soul, the observer takes courage to stand out "his" flight!


Then I added: " However, it is always a daughter and that's enough, problems or not, it is important to have the luck! "


The order stopped a fraction of a second, looked at me (I was a complete stranger who was there to take the pizza as he sees a thousand a day), then smiled and nodded: " Yeah, it's true! Who cares damn problems!. .. "and became a laugh!


How long do you hold those things that always underlie all day and that are real and challenging, it is true, but in the end, then, you run the risk of forgetting the real essence of life , feelings, emotions. What must be done carefully to stay alert to give the right value to everything and how easy it is to be dragged into many vortices ... anything ...


Inside me, I thanked all those situations, the pizzeria, the store clerk, the typical chatter ... : I had all the experience enriched and seemingly trivial, has made me grow into, and the gratitude I felt and still feel made me feel a little better .... despite all the problems that remain, but remain there, out of my true emotions, the ones that are in the heart, in good condition, the heat!