“Most people, Kamala, are like a falling leaf, which is blown and is turning around through the air, and wavers, and tumbles to the ground. But others, a few, are like stars, they go on a fixed course, no wind reaches them, in themselves they have their law and their course.”
“And everything together, all voices, all goals, all yearning, all suffering, all pleasure, all that was good and evil, all of this together was the world. All of it together was the flow of events, was the music of life.”
Siddharta – Herman Hesse
To all “star”people who fight every day for their ideals…go on!
What is a memory?
cannot see it, you cannot touch it… though is so large that you can not forget.
I still see you slenderest in the cafe, waiting for me after work at six in the afternoon … four years ago …
I still feel you tell me that “It’ll be okay“, but we both knew that was a lie.
In that embrace, in the silence broken only by our tears, occurred the cruel truth … not only would have lost against life but we would have lost too …
And still today I wear those jeans and your pink hat and I am moved thinking on you in dressing gown while you prepare me coffee and how the coffee was good made with all your heart … I love you …
Dedicated to a very special person … combative, defiant, stubborn, hardworking, generous, lively and lover of life … to live life was her daily struggle and the thought of death was the consolation of her pain … what her leaves are beautiful memories that will remain forever in our hearts… Rest in peace …
I’m sad, lonely,
from the life that goes.
You’re not there…
and I live…
of what I have not!
The gray sky insists
where the sun does not rise
on the empty road with you.
Me and quiet expect
the noise of your steps…
overcame the sadness
with best memories,
from what revive
I love you in a park with flowers…
it is spring.