viernes, 10 de enero de 2020
miércoles, 25 de diciembre de 2019
Home
You're back again
I tried my best to pretend
That I was not waiting for your call
It was a pleasant surprise and that was all
So I got dressed up in my Sunday best
But I wasn't prepared for the punch to my chest
When you walked in and I first saw your face
A familiar vision with a newfound grace
Then you ask how I've been
And I do the same
Though years have passed
It feels like nothing's changed
We all know nostalgia is toxic and dangerous
That it poisons the heart smothers and enslaves us
It's clear to the both of us
That something rare was lost
But what it is we can't define
These feelings though cloaked in dust
They never came to rust
Over the years and years of longing for you
'Cos your love took hold
A dead weight within my soul
You were the my other, my centre and my sourceI tried my best to pretend
That I was not waiting for your call
It was a pleasant surprise and that was all
So I got dressed up in my Sunday best
But I wasn't prepared for the punch to my chest
When you walked in and I first saw your face
A familiar vision with a newfound grace
Then you ask how I've been
And I do the same
Though years have passed
It feels like nothing's changed
We all know nostalgia is toxic and dangerous
That it poisons the heart smothers and enslaves us
It's clear to the both of us
That something rare was lost
But what it is we can't define
These feelings though cloaked in dust
They never came to rust
Over the years and years of longing for you
'Cos your love took hold
A dead weight within my soul
To see you with another would be the end of me or worse
It's clear to the both of us
That something rare was lost
But what it is we can't define
These feelings though cloaked in dust
They never came to rust
Over the years and years of longing for you
'Cos your love took hold
A dead weight within my soul
How the heart aches, the will breaks
Is it too late for one more take?
You felt like home, more than you know
Is it too late to let it show?
'Cos when it comes we are all defined
By whom we've loved and leave behind
So open up and let the love out
Make space to let in the life
That's passing you by
miércoles, 28 de agosto de 2019
lunes, 17 de diciembre de 2018
viernes, 7 de diciembre de 2018
jueves, 22 de noviembre de 2018
sábado, 15 de septiembre de 2018
EL RUGIDO DEL DESPERTAR
Había una vez un dragón que se separó de sus padres al nacer y se perdió.
Fue criado entre animales de granja, aprendió a comer pasto y a caminar por el campo como los animales domésticos.
Un día, un dragón más viejo volaba sobre el campo exhalando fuego y dispersando a su paso a todos los animales. El joven dragón que estaba en tierra quedó fascinado y paralizado de admiración. El dragón más viejo vio entonces a su primo y se precipitó en vuelo, lo atrapó en sus inmensas mandíbulas y remontó vuelo nuevamente.
Cuando estaban tan elevados que las cosas parecían de juguete, el dragón anciano abrió la boca y soltó al joven, que cayó a tierra gritando. Sin embargo, justo antes de que diera en tierra, el anciano descendió y volvió a tomarlo entre sus mandíbulas emprendiendo vuelo hacia lo alto del cielo. Y desde allí, nuevamente lo dejó caer.
Esta horrible ceremonia se repitió varias veces antes de que el joven dragón, furioso y atemorizado, extendiera sus alas y con un rugido de fuego se elevara por sí mismo, transformándose, por primera vez en su vida, en su ser real.
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