A white shadow came...
In the middle of an endless desert
I was trying to stand, gazing
to the horizon,
looking for the miracle of
a brim of a light.
Dark shadows and ash clouds
were burning my skin,
turning my eyes into stormy seas
and, a hopeless beggar,
my soul was praying for deliverance.
The blinding far-away sun rays
were sullying my sight and
I couldn't see the pharaoh's fortune
laying at my feet.
The shadow raised my eyes
to the light of the Universe
and the full half of the glass
offered me with a smile.
All the gold and gems
sometimes seem cheaper
than a gentle caress.
Unexpected good things
can happen even if
the Earth stopped spinning.
A shadow can be
larger than life.
Miracles may come
wrapped as Christmas presents.
luni, 24 decembrie 2012
duminică, 23 decembrie 2012
Prayer
Bound to the cold world
Towards the sunset I gaze.
For freedom, I pray...
Photo by Nathalie Mulero Fougeras@ h Nathalie Mulero Fougeras Facebook Page
Towards the sunset I gaze.
For freedom, I pray...
Photo by Nathalie Mulero Fougeras@ h Nathalie Mulero Fougeras Facebook Page
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