More than a prayer

Where are you?

Tell me what to do!

Because I do feel lost.  

In you I placed so many times my confidence, even knowing that I couldn´t see you.

Since the reason came to me, I learned to love and respect you.

As Ethereal, you generate affection and create fears, although you calm mine.

You are my guide in labyrinths without exit, and my light on dark roads.

Why? Being so named, sometimes I feel you so far away from us.

Are you only a belief?  

I’m consumed by impotence when I see what is happening in our world.

Technological progress, fortune and holdings are growing only to lead us to a safe gap.

Nations are fighting for freedom, using blood and tears as emblems.

Being a single race, the human, we are more divided than ever.

Bourgeoisie, poor’s, creeds… We are not still flesh and blood? Despite everything that surrounds us.  

We are really particular beings.

Despite the time and so many studies and theories, we don't even know our origin.

We wander without a date of birth into the world and I think that’s what makes us weak.

 Many defended their theories, but whatever is, anyone can proclaim it as truth.

In these circumstances, I prefer to believe in something that gives me peace, peace of mind.

 If there’s not a certainty, then I have to find my own. 

 

The truth is, I came to this world knowing you.

You're a synonym for joy, although many have committed atrocities in your name.

You bring regret to people, and that makes you infinite on your own.

You represent roads and create universal alliances.

Despite having so many faces, 

so many ways,

I think you have a single name,

and are called faith.

A memory in the distance

Thinking of you,

Needing you,

Missing you,

And you know it very well.

You gave me days and experiences difficult to forget or erase

Perhaps deliberately,

With the sole intention of staying always present.

Selfish your decision to come to me,

Giving light to my dark and then leave without a trace.

Using me,

Giving me peace,

Letting the agony.

If only you had not left this chapter without closing,

This open wound not yet healed,

Things would have been much easier for me,

Because what is now a bittersweet,

On the contrary had been the drink of an eternal memory.

I let it go,

Seeing in the distance,

Taking care of.

The distance is now our partner.

Despite not having you around,

I have the satisfaction of knowing that,

At some point in our lives,

I fulfill my dream, and that was to make you mine.

5 minutes into a baby´s life

Already 29 years of age with so many experiences I would like to repeat, others I would like to forget. 

Days are so changing, very sudden to stay neutral to them really.

I never thought that a simple way out to dinner almost without hunger, just as an excuse for distracting my thoughts; gives me once again a perspective which, although I also lived at some point, in this moment is wandering deeply into my subconscious.

Here I am seat in front of a baby at his two years at most since he was born.

His gaze lost in some manner, by their lack of understanding of many things that surrounds him. But, without doubt in his look, he knows that mama was right there, in front of him, giving the peace and safety he always felt since her womb. 

With mom, his starting to know the feeling of belonging; the laughing, seeing her doing it faces at him.

He knows that there are other people around, but strangers, so he cannot help staring and makes his brain and their entire system matures and recycle information.

 Among those people was me.

By giving those few seconds of his time, he allowed me to remember how quiet and interesting should be that chapter for all of us.

 A world where good and evil has no apparent definition, only learning. Feelings at its purest form. Helpless and at the same time independent.  I think that is precisely what brings us the compassion and sense of protection when we see them.

It´s just something so real, by no means fictional, where what you see is what it is. You cannot do other than Marvel and realizing that wherever you are in your life, at a time you were him. 

I wish we all grown-ups have the ability to return to that state of simplicity, where everything you tell and see is what really means. 

Places where deception has no room and there is no punishment or shame to explore and reveal the purest thing we all have…our innocence.




José Laurencio.