260514 A miracle
admin2025-12-10T15:33:48+02:00A talisman thought. Temple. Without images. Faithful. Sowed prayers. Traveling. Close to her. Requesting a miracle. Every day.
A talisman thought. Temple. Without images. Faithful. Sowed prayers. Traveling. Close to her. Requesting a miracle. Every day.
You're spinning. Casually. A ferris wheel. Your land. Nothing is repetition. You are sorry for the sun rise. You bear the sun set. Condemned. To know.
Erase. Living memory fights. You stand aside. Smiles hidden in darkness. Penalties shared at the hours they reveal them. A confrontation. The now leafing the future. Loads unvalued. Looking for trimmings. In dreams. Flights into vacuum. Empty screening room. It embraces lie. Missing. The magic that you thought was true.
You have lived.The messages. They whirled you in the four winds. And them. Stuck there. In the lap. In passion. A unit of measurement. It devides the lovers. The kisses that unnecessarily were taken in a another mouth. The moment. You meet complicit eyes that cumber on yours. Without sound. Only the shortness deceived by thirst.
Expectation. Hope. Every dawn is a white page. Sprinkled by a dream. Random routes. Colorless Magnets. Odorless. Whatever you like looks like a trail. You get lost. You feel blessed. You know that there she is.
The unruffled present. Mocks Every single day turns to a challenge. Hiding the fear in silence. You bleed your decision in war. Enemies. Away from their peace. A conspiracy of the many. Religious men swimming. Bathed.in their lies. They vulgarly desecrate everything. A badly painted vanity. The truth is a closed door. Winners of a neighborhood. They share roles. A performance. Just for the window to be filled.Human vomit. Yes. You are condemned to the smell it. To redeem it cheap. What is kept. You claim a struggle. Stubbornness. You are ready to fall. To let your hanging tear go.
You go on. Seeking. You are scared as you are breathing. You are not counting. It's not the time yet. The next day you are looking for. Large and small explorers. In a conquered world. Like modern prospectors. A valuable thing. Freedom.
A lighthouse. A target. Singles souls. The pain of the expense. To stay. There. Loyal to your Calvary. Away from their kingdoms. Dressed by their betrayal. Dying on your breath.
You win. You're jealous of time. You choose the words. A parade in front of your eyes. You spent. Hopes. You fill pages. You make the sky your wanting.
It gives. Look. Smile. Attention. You felt precious. Amongst human time. The joy to answer the reason why.

