I’m looking for the fuel
I’m looking for the fuel
that makes me convert
and transform pain into pleasure.
I’m finding the courage to raise
my tongue, my pen, and my writing
against the world
so that the heart soaked with ink
gives drink to the souls that thirst
for something alive.
For those who still believe
in feelings,
in a world
where the majority bets
on emptiness,
I am savoring
the peace
of the one who is
faithful
to himself.
Heed the call
Heed the call that life is sending you. It’s about feeling.
The heart is the portal
through which the messages
from the other side will come.
The communication
will not stop;
it is written in a secret code
so that it can only
be deciphered by those
who are open to love.
There’s no reason to cry anymore,
only one life to celebrate;
every second really counts
life is a melody like no other
that you have to appreciate.
You will find joy
far from everything that can harm you
or belittle your divine value.
It is time for your soul
to pay homage to your nature
and open its wings.
The world invites
The world invites you not to do it,
not to try,
but if we don’t do it,
how will we know?
We can do
and fail,
but we will learn,
and in this way, we will conquer;
but what the world fears most
is that we find the courage
to do,
because the possibility
of hitting the bull’s eye
is always there,
and that is what the world is most afraid of:
someone who defies all
the odds
Sensitive and Resilient
