The Eternal Beauty
The lambs of our time
Slaughtered on the altar
Of the past
You don't see
Where we're heading,
And the streams of underground waters.
The time will show
While we persist
With pain that guides us.
The pain for you,
The pain for everything around,
The pain of God.
The beauty persists,
And wins,
In the veins of eternity.
Superposition
To live the life with full lungs
Means to breathe the cold air of change
To follow the flow of the song,
The song of the road —
Step by step
You march forward,
Silently
Always looking for moments of serendipity,
The little window of improbability.
Always looking for opportunities,
Where others shed the possibilities.
Superpositioning seemingly opposites,
You create a path,
Silently
The Holy Trinity
I am an atheist
But pictures of today
Let even that crumble away.
God,
Whoever or whatever
you might be
A male,
Female,
Or a child.
I hope
You are like a kid,
Curious
And pure inside.
I hope
You are like a woman,
Righteous,
And strong.
I hope
You are also like a guy,
Protector,
And gentle inside.
Whoever,
You might be,
I hope all of three.
See us,
And turn the mirror inside,
To find you within
And around.