God of Love

When the sun is bleaking in the dawn
You fill my soul with a magical mist
I can hear you in the birds' voice
Who cherish the new day being born
They sing the sheer joy to exist
And in their chant there I rejoice


I found you dear God of joy
You are the light nothing can destroy


When the waves are crushing in the sea

You empower my body with glowing sparkles

I can feel the sublimity of such a force
Which binds sun and moon through gravity
They enchant the tides to create marvels
And in their blended motion I find the Source


I found you dear God of power
You are my rock in every hour


When the stars are embeleshing the night
You uplift my mind with a glorious shine
I can see the galaxies throughout infinity
Who reveal mysteries with a crystal insight
They show us the grandeur of space and time
And I watch how small and wide is eternity


I found you dear God of Truth
You are the sight of our blinded youth

When the mother holds to her breast the child

You melt my heart with your tender embrace

I can sense the holly bond of life burning

Which sparks a flame so gentle and wild

They are one blood from the family of human race

And in their warmth I wake up and start dreaming

I found you dear God of Love

You are like that subtle divine flying dove...

17.03.2011


I don't know how it happened, but when I finished this poem it looked like the rhymes were all wrong  and unsymmetrical in the main strophes, I got really frustrated because I thought I would have to redo it all again. Then I looked closely and noticed each rhyme has 2 verses of interval between each other, which is kind of cool. There is no predefined rhyme structure in each stanza, but afterall there is an interdependent logic when you check closely. The melodic rythmn is not felt instantly like in the other poems because the verses are all crossed...but in end I'm happy that it turned out differently from what I imagined.

Dear one

I hope today is a sunny day for you. Do you feel the life flourishing around you? Do you see the gifts God gives you everyday? Do you feel the joy in your heart and the sheer excitement to live another day?

I always try to be happy because I believe God made me - and you, all of us - to be happy, not sad. So in order to honour God and the life the he gives us, we should always try to be the best version of ourselves. Don't you think so?


There is so much love is the world and in the beauty around us, we just need to open ourselves to feel it.
Sometimes when I am feeling that love, I feel so light like if I am going to fly with a bunch of hot air ballons inside me. Have you ever felt that?


What is the most important thing in the world for you? For me, it is truth. That simple, basic, clear, crystal truth. It is often hard to see the truth through all the distractions and everyday illusions of the routine. Often what seems, is not. But if we keep a pure child-like heart, if we dress ourselves with love and make peace with what is, and smile even in our liver, the truth will shine.


Sometimes I have this fantasy of living on top of a mountain with just the simple things of life, like the people from the past. How easy must it be to feel the truth, beauty and love in that way of life!
Do you feel it presently in your way of life? Have you found the way?


Life is a constant search, we are never fully complete. Perfection is always an unfinished job. But as long as we have a purpose, that's what matters. To be significant.


Do you love the world, dear one? Do you feel that compassion?
I have hope for the world. The world is made of people - like you and me - and there are good people. Love has the power. More power than anything else. We just need to build that power with faith.

photo: 27.02.2011 Late afternoon sun peeking throught the trees in the Fern Valley, in Buçaco forest (notice how the tree in the middle looks like it has yellow leaves, when in reality the yellow is given to the leaves by the sunlight, because in naked eye the leaves are all green. I love this tree and the way it appears to be floating in the air, so light and perfect, it looks like a painting)