A walk home

The air is soft
The sea is empty
The light is dim
The green is fuller
The walk is refreshing
The song of violins
The feeling is well

Everywhere

Love above
Happiness within
Freedom invisible
Thinking not so clear
Feeling everywhere

DEDICATION

Nothing that is shall perish utterly,
But perish only to revive again
In other forms, as clouds restore in rain
The exhalations of the land and sea.
Men build their houses from the masonry
Of ruined tombs; the passion and the pain
Of hearts, that long have ceased to beat, remain
To throb in hearts that are, or are to be.
So from old chronicles, where sleep in dust
Names that once filled the world with trumpet tones,
I build this verse; and flowers of song have thrust
Their roots among the loose disjointed stones,
Which to this end I fashion as I must.
Quickened are they that touch the Prophet's bones.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

A Song of the Rolling Earth

Human bodies are words, myriads of words,
(In the best poems re-appears the body, man's or woman's,
well-shaped, natural, gay,
Every part able, active, receptive, without shame or the need of shame.)

Air, soil, water, fire--those are words,
I myself am a word with them--my qualities interpenetrate with
theirs--my name is nothing to them,
Though it were told in the three thousand languages, what would
air, soil, water, fire, know of my name?

Walt Whitman

come sister

make my troubles stay while I go with you on my way

strength

my strength comes from the pain of grief, denial, refuse

Quando a chuva passar

Compositor: Ramon Cruz

Pra que falar,
Se você não quer me ouvir,
Fugir agora não resolve nada.

Mais não vou chorar,
Se você quiser partir,
As vezes a distância ajuda,
E essa tempestade um dia vai acabar!

Só quero te lembrar de quando a gente andava nas estrelas,
Nas horas lindas que passamos juntos,
A gente só queria amar e amar,
E hoje eu tenho certeza: a nossa historia não termina agora!
Pois essa tempestade um dia vai acabar!

Quando a chuva passar,
Quando o tempo abrir,
Abra a janela e veja eu sou o sol.
Eu sou céu e mar,
Sou seu e fim,
E o meu amor é imensidão.

Só quero te lembrar de quando a gente andava nas estrelas,
Nas horas lindas que passamos juntos,
A gente só queria amar e amar,
E hoje eu tenho certeza: a nossa historia não termina agora!
Pois essa tempestade um dia vai acabar!

Quando a chuva passar,
Quando o tempo abrir,
Abra a janela e veja eu sou o sol.
Eu sou céu e mar,
Eu sou seu e fim,
E o meu amor é imensidão.

Ivete Sangalo

all or nothing

Why all so good or so bad?
Those we love the most, hurts us the most.
Why are the feelings of our loved one the most intense?
whether they're good or bad?