Curacao. Escaping from winter.
Alto Vista church
Riu Palace rooms view
We had a well deserved vacation.
I wish a Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to all my friends from all over the world.
God bless you!
Petals of night are slowly open
With Moon settling on the throne
One by one the stars are shining
Starting a magical décor.
Romantic night falls into dreams
With scents of natural themes
Yearning after heavenly love
From the celestial seas above.
Burning desire try to escape
On the wings of a guardian angel
Dancing with love the night will end
Defeated by a madness pleasure.
Maybe tomorrow will be better
And my dreams would not be shattered,
Perhaps I’ll stop saying maybe
Thinking through a bottle of whiskey ,
Even when I’m playing blind
And do not like what I find.
I must have the power to believe
Life is to be lived
And tomorrow would not be like today
Nor today as it was yesterday,
Everything depends on me
To stop thinking “maybe”
I have so many words to say
That I could string them on a cord,
To mold a dance, from a ballet
With feelings acting in accord.
I have so much love to share
That I could spread it in the air,
Compelling crazy tyrants to wear,
Compassion garb of eternal care.
I have so much tear to shed
That I could flood an entire desert,
To wash the martyr’s crown of thorns
Caught between the greedy souls.
I have so many kisses to give
That I could stick them on the letters,
To offer those that wish to live,
Desire thoughts that last forever.
Late in the night, I felt asleep,
With my head resting, on the paper sheets.
Early in the morning, after I woke up
I started to recite, what I inscribed.
Suddenly I stopped, I deleted one verse…
That is not right!!!
What I wanted to write?
For hours I kept thinking,
To an obscure mystery,
Of an unheard little poetry,
Hiding deep in my memory.
I’m not afraid of shady fogs,
Solely about me and my evil thoughts.
I’m not afraid one day I’ll lose my desire
Only that my dreams will wither like a flower.
I’m not afraid of death as much as of life,
With the burden of sin, carried around.
I’m not afraid of what is to be feared,
Just that my luck would become real.
I’m not afraid that hate will conquer my core,
Only that my love will destroy the world.