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The Beggar and the Masters
When the hope ends and the thought loses the sense of time,
When the existence shrinks to the point of nonexistence,
When the body in sunlight casts formless and infinite shadow,
He needs a change, a rebirth from his destiny.
He calls to the Masters; he kneels down before them,
A proud man once, a Beggar he is now.
Words, take them out from the prison of his mind
And throw them to the garbage,
Useless they are to beg for his own life
To the laughing Masters.
Thank You Life For Your Lie
Every day, routine hard work,
Every night, routine deep sleep,
And at the end, memory battling decomposing agents of time,
Breath smelling like coffin waiting to swallow a cold body,
Collapsed vocal cords fighting the waves of the last words:
Thank you life for your lie.
A State of Mind
He looks around and the whole process of living goes as planned.
Over agitated heads with to-do lists, goals and deadlines, drinking from a flattened three dimensional bottle of life.
Today something feels off, his inner voice is less talkative; it hardly says a word. Now it stopped.
The emptiness leaves him breathless, somehow suspended in uncertainty.
An abandoned imagination fades away in a field in which the good lifts the weight of the bad and the ugly melts in beautiful. A functional body looks in the mirror and discovers a face.
The revelation occupies his life. But for how long?
On the Road
The road that carries on my steps,
The road that carries on my thoughts,
My struggles, my victories, friends and enemies
The road has got me hypnotized.
Dust covers my sins,
Rain washes the guilt,
Sun warms my flesh,
Wind cools my head.
The hands of hundreds of people,
Every single one of them
Proof of a social existence,
Friends yesterday, enemies today.
Elders and youngsters sitting in front,
Passengers of a tired memory,
Gallant thoughts, a prize of thinking,
Or maybe a brain indigestion.
Wars and fights, wishes of hate,
Wounds still warm,
Pride and praise,
Madness left free on the road.
Teachings who make you feel neglected,
Experiences who make you feel deserted,
On the road, you may find the wisdom
Opposing the daily variation.
Smiles, thousands of them stolen,
Replaced by worries and fears.
On the road, thieves and traitors,
Profiting from anything.
The next time we meet
Come without anger,
Come without fear,
Or don’t come.
Oh, road, you and I made a pact
At the beginning of this quest,
You and I until the end
Through dust, and sun, and rain, and pain.
As I lay my soul to you,
Let me ride until I witness the abyss
With my own eyes,
Let me be the one who stops.
Before Life Will Cut Me Down
A new song that I finished today. It’s called “Before Life Will Cut Me Down”.
The song is part of the “Exercises in Style” project: a cappella, american folk style.
Lyrics : Before Life Will Cut Me Down
Before life will cut me down
I sing for you while breath in me.
Before life will put me down
I cry with you while tears not dry.
A sound in the forest, steps on wet leaves,
The rain is talking to us.
We stop and listen to the waves,
And watch the colors of the air.
Before life will cut me down
I raise for you a glass of hope.
Before life will let me go
I pray for us to find again.
Grains of life and happiness,
I want to witness them with you,
With lows, and highs, and in between
We’ll live together one more bite.
Before life will cut me down
I sing for you while breath in me.
Before life will put me down
I cry with you while tears not dry.
I see the edge of my self,
The origin of fear so near.
I wipe out the human thought
To hold you close to my soul.
Before life will cut me down
I raise for you a glass of hope.
Before life will let me go
I pray for us to find again.
The wind penetrates my cloths,
My shirt too thin against the air.
Sharp bite of the cool breeze,
I hold you close in my arms.
Before life will cut me down
I say to you good night.
Before life will cut me down
I say to you good-bye.
A Beautiful Path
You are on the path of your life. This path has a direction: that is always unfolding, moment by moment. Stop for a bit and grasp with clarity the path that you are actually on and the direction in which you are going on. Believe me, it is a beautiful path and it is going in the right direction.
This moment is not a dream , it is actually happening. Go ahead, pinch yourself. It is actual only for one time and only for one place. This universe is unique. It is yours.
Embrace it with all your heart, your mind and your body. Because soon a memory will take its place.
Today a new book opens for you. It is the book of your new life, it is the story of your marriage. Only you can write in this book. Write well. Take charge of the direction and quality of your relationship. You are the architects of your marriage.
I know we are all busy, or at least we like to think we are. But please don’t let a single day from your life together slip away unnoticed or unappreciated.
Whenever you can, leave the house and all the obligations of the daily life and go out together, even just a night by yourselves, travel somewhere.
There is a simple pleasure of sitting alone with the one you fell in love with.
A small table, a coffee pot, and two people facing each other. And you’ll think: Here I am, and here you are, and here we are. That’s all we need. That’s quality time.
Cultivate gratitude for the fullness of each moment you are together. Don’t just take it for granted.
We are creatures of habit. We have habits of thinking, nothing wrong with that, but overthinking is a different story. The stream of thoughts flowing through our minds leaves us very little time for listening, true listening. I wish to always carry with you the art and passion for listening.
I wish you to look at your marriage with unselfishness, kindness toward each other, and open mind toward future.
Invest time and awareness in your relationship and you will find greater harmony in your lives. It is worth it. This relationship is so special: it is a life commitment. Marriage is a life commitment.
Today, two rivers brought together by destiny flow into the sea, your sea. Two become one. The gift from the sea is oneness and togetherness. This gift is the theme, the backbone of the story of your marriage. It is the link which holds the halves to each other.
I wish you the gift from the sea: oneness and togetherness.
I wish you a quiet and peaceful sailing. But the sea will not always be peaceful.
There will be times with rain, wind, and maybe storm. You can’t control the sea. Life will trigger crisis, unexpected events; but you can learn how to navigate at sea.
Marriage is shaped on shared experiences.
It is a maze of memories of agreements and conflicts; of celebrations and disappointments. It is a fabric of conversation, of dialogue, a common vocabulary; a recognition of likes and dislikes, of routines and reactions, of mind and body, of physical and spiritual.
It is a labyrinth of instincts and intuitions, a transformation of known and unknown.
It is an adjustment of opinions and prejudices; a metamorphosis of projections and expectations.
Marriage is both, love and forgiveness. And sometimes you have to be weak to be strong.
I wish you to find the passion to love and the wisdom to forgive every single day.
Every day you love, and every day you forgive.
Be vitally connected to your marriage. Be ONE.