Nueva Ruta

No construimos  un camino para hacer un viaje.  Viajamos por las  veredas  o rutas que otros/otras han dejado. La  diferencia es que, ese camino lo hacemos nuestro al identificar nuestras huellas personales, o al dejarlas impresas  con la clara intencion de dejar marcas  positivas por la  vida . Cordillera.

Camino

Parte de nuestro viaje hay que hacerlo con la soledad, ella es la mejor compania, para encontrar lo que creemos haber perdido en el camino! Cordillera

On a New Road

After one has  received so many  lifts by others along the road, one can find himself or herself driving alone, scared of the  wings of  one’s own inner freedom. Cordillera

Happiness

To endorse happiness, does not imply absence of pain. Happiness is our own road. Pain are rocks on it.  Cordillera

Love

Love is happening …everywhere.

In every second,
In every breath,
In every action, we dare to care.
In every smile,
In every smell,

In every thought, dance reverse.
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Dentro de Ti, El Amor

Porque buscamos al amor en otros,

Cuando esta dentro de nosotros?
Porque buscamos a quien nos vea,
...desde dentro, lo mas hermoso!
Lo que esta dentro de nosotros.

Porque miramos atras, y no vemos,
Que solo tu y yo nos queremos,
Con amor voto, y con un Nuevo Corazon,
Aun no roto, por este unico,
Amor propio!
Porque busca al amor?
Esta contigo, dentro de ti,
No en los otros!
Y cuando aceptes que eres lo mas hermoso,
Brillara tu luz
Iluminara tu entorno,
 Y una llama ardera,

De amor por ti, y por el otro!

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A Choice!

It is my choice to be toxic. It is in my reach to be about healthy behavior and to become healthier society. My toxicity stays on my bank account, until the end of the days! Positive contribution to self and  society, makes history, and a cultural legacy! Cordillera

Excuses

Misery is full of excuses, armed to its teeth and eager to justify the most incredible lies, those repeated to  the point that it become one’s own truth. Cordillera

Amar

Amar, en vez de odiar, es la fuerza mas grande que he sentido en mi vida. Cuando amamos, al amor le salen alas y se vuelven miles aves, volando junta a mi, para recordarme, que  la victoria esta cada vez mas cerca! Cordillera

Alambradas

A las alambradas del odio, hay que cortarlas cada dia, con simples actos  de amor, que corten los alambres invisibles del miedo... Cordillera
The fences of  hate, has to be faced, daily, with simple acts of  love,  so the invisibles wires of fear can fade away...Cordillera.

Sweet River Fish

Diving deep,

Rocks and reeds,

Slippery deeds,

Downing   wish.

Cold and breeze,

Wet the need,

of living, sweet,

hungry feeling.

Full  love of deeds,

touching, and kneeling,

beyond the sea of a river,

nurturing nest of vid.

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Sacadas…

Cuando el camino se curva, es mejor danzar la vuelta.

Cuando las puertas se cierran, es mejor ver el hueco en las ventanas.

Cuando el sentido del amor cambia, es mejor crear un nuevo sentido, que no creer al amor.

Cuando los suenos, despiertan de golpe, es mejor golpear las puertas, para crear nuevos suenos.

Cuando la vida, se siente amenazada, por nuestras propias practicas, es mejor cambiar de ruta, antes que el alma no nos permita  vivir en paz. Cordillera. 

Christmas is a spark of  healing, a spark of love, a spark  of sharing, LOVE from above.
It is a spark of peace, when hurt falls below, and earthy feelings, let AMOR come close,  to the heart of all! Cordillera
Navidad is un rayito de sanacion, de amor, de compartir, de un Divino amor.
Es un rayito de paz, ante el profundo dolor, y  los sentimientos humanos, dejan cerca al corazon de todos,  el Amor. Cordillera

Sacadas...
Ordinary love, is the most powerful love of all!
El amor cotidiano, es el amor mas poderoso de todos los amores!
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On the road to recovery, one cannot ignore its own fear, pain and a wide range of emotions, and one most look at the face of healing, with kindness and determination, so self-love can begin! Cordillera.

Therapy is an art,

where the artist is not the therapist,

but rather the one who is

creatively fostering his/her own recovery. Cordillera.

No more!

That is a wrong color, for a horse!

See, you can paint a horse white, brown, black…

Light brown, deep brown, deep black, kind of beige…

Kind of white…kind of black, kind of brown,

King locked in box… queen tide up…

Beyond death,

A creative soul… only deafness…death behind your eyes!

No more writers, too many…stop!

No more painters, seasons… stop!

Too many stars… milky ways…

Too many galaxies…

Too many sparkles… of life and light,

And divine seasons, like falling rain…

The skies… too many…there are too many,

Butterflies…dancing in June…no one is left

Colorless…behind.

The blues, the clouds and rays of light…

Too many universes…to many lives…

beyond you and me….to many…you see?

Nothing left in the expansion…the universe crumbling down!

Because of too many thoughts…

No paint left…too many hands…!

Everything was said? We both died.

I am still a fool. I want to write,

…and to paint the sky, once again, …with thoughtful life!

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Sacadas de la Noria V

A major victory over our perpetrators, is to make sure that we empower ourselves to laugh, live and to love the freedom of our wings!

Ordinary love, is the most powerful love of all!

The fountain of love, is in ourselves. Deep inside. When we find it, others can see their love, reflected within us. So, one can say, “I am in love.”

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Autumn's Ride

A change of leaves,

A change of time,

A change of colors,

A change of heart…

A change of season,

Left far behind.

A new beginning,

When love arrives…

     

Change to the winter,

So cold, and nice,

When pain beneath

 Is left, beside.

Tears into spring,

Streams of life,

Running to reach,

Dancing sap, to the sky.

Back to the heat of love that flies…

Near my heart, which changes at night.

The next morning, so free and blind,

Dancing back, to autumn’s ride!

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Ausencia II

Estas aqui!

En la presencia inaudita deTu amor.

Hecho. Fervor.

Sentimiento,  fuego lento..

Estas aqui en el sabor.
De la vida, su olor...

Compartida, amanecida.

En el alba, en la contemplacion en  vuelo…

Estas aqui,
Padre, bueno!

Al lado del Amor Eterno.

Como el sol, siempre amaneciendo.

En cada dia, en cada intento.

En la integridad de este verso,

Estas, resurrecto!

Cordillera.