terça-feira, 13 de outubro de 2015


Close your eyes now and have them shut for a while. Dream a dream of solid gold. Make friends with the scent of your pillows and lie (un)awake to the sound of your soul.
Let all the fears come by. Let them surround you deeply and do overcome their sounds. Be your only soldier, the strengths you desire. Get acquainted with who you are.
Put down your acting weapons, those walls of words. 
Smell the odour of that courage.
Seek the truth, the mirror, the air that's always been; the taste of your own tongue.
You need nothing else, but the colour of light.
Know yourself and the beauty within.
Let it take you where you need to go.

Sleep well,

and then be reborn.

...to the sound of

quinta-feira, 8 de outubro de 2015


Without requiring anyone's understanding
or even one's consideration,
I eager to show the world
why I shall wait only for her,
whoever she might be,
whenever it might be.