Passing the old,
I renewed myself.
Memories forgotten in a decaying box,
brought me back as if to the past,
a past more accessible than tomorrow!
Yes, at last! The past has renewed today as
the memory of tomorrow is already also
a memory not yet reviewed!
i imitate most of what is not
How too often I do find myself in imitation, but I really imitate most of what is not.
I ran as fast as I could to complete certain tasks, but had a big laugh when I paused
and took a look and noticed that I could do more standing still, even smile the more!
Ask me not to imitate
Or pretend to be,
Because imitation or pretending
Puts me in a number of tribulations,
With you practically in the middle.
And although I cross both intersections
Straight and through with heart in hand,
To you my love may be just a pretends.
That which begins in a lie,
Ends in a lie,
With the believer in the middle.
That which begins in mystery,
Ends in mystery.
The sad thing is that man is
The creator of them both,
But fells to see (the same).
What is at the beginning,
That is at the end.
This is what truly happens when one becomes victorious by becoming beloved of God, thus one has the grandiose chance of also becoming truly eternal in life!
The irony of life and to live
has put me practically once again
between steel and my hard need to call long
and loud and get an answer from above.
Ironically, the answer is already in the one asking
the question and thus no response will be given!
When I dare to laugh,
You, my love, get the best part of me;
Not only do you smile from me,
But also the laughter is repeated,
thus creating a third part for both of us.