Art is something absolute, something positive, which gives power just as food gives power. While creative science is a mental food, art is the satisfaction of the soul.
What I dream of is an art of balance, of purity and serenity, devoid of troubling or disturbing subject matter, an art which could be for every mental worker, for the businessman was well as the man of letters, for example, a soothing, calming influence on the mind, something like a good armchair which provides relaxation from physical fatigue.
My mind says go But my body just wants to let it go My brain waves hello While my legs can’t flow My spirit is bright Yet my arms can’t do anything right My soul feels young And my head breaks down It’s time to listen to my tiny cells And take care of myself I shall get in shape And learn from my mistakes I’m not a girl anymore And that I cannot ignore Enough is enough No more fuss.
Travelling through a picture, a book, a song or a poem Your friends experiences igniting the fire in your dreams, sending an omen Travelling and expanding the horizons of the infinite multitudes of mind worldly manifestations Travelling with your eyes wide open or perfectly closed Travelling around the world Or without leaving your place The imagination has it’s own space Bridged, connected No dead-ends or frontiers Travelling with no luggage at all Or prepared for an adventure, survival gear, tools Having the starry sky as a roof And the soft grass as a bed Finding ways around financial balances instead Travelling alone or in good company By car, by train, by plane, on foot Or even in a colourful balloon Travelling from Kenya to Alaska Crossing mountains, deep seas and valleys Jungles, forests and desert galleys Travelling through your sleep Breath out, breath in Take the experiences and warp your life from within Travelling forces you to step out of your comfort zone Experiencing the real world, leaving behind this world’s addiction to phones False evidence appearing real, fear Let it come near Travelling challenges your comprehension of this world And once you return you’re no longer the same Friends to call home and remembering names Travelling broadens your brain, nourishes your spirit, cherishes your physical And challenges your conception of this world Leaving nostalgic photos, the world left in the crevices of your god given body.
Thank you Amber for this invitation! De malinha pronta meets diosraw
Lately, life has not been kind to her And yet, she never complains She struggles in silence And has always a warm and kind smile Her body has shrunk Although her mind is brighter than ever They both dance on a different rhythm Sometimes she wishes to let go Who am I to blame her? Darkness hours, sleepless nights She keeps going for the ones who love her No matter what She still paints the sky in blue.
Anywhere I go There’s a blue sky And a soft place to land Anywhere I go I hear birds singing And I see colourful flowers Anywhere I go Silence is golden And words are whispered Anywhere I go My heart is light And my body floats Anywhere I go There’s love And hope Anywhere I go It’s a new day Always the beginning Never the end.
Sometimes I’m so afraid of the world Every tiny little thing can hurt me Sensitive and scared Tired and frustrated I need time My body is resting And my words keep silent In an effervescent mind Please, don’t wake me up I’m not ready wet.
We are linked And our souls will never die We are bonded forever You may move to another town Take a plane to a distant land That won’t change anything Any mountain is too high To annihilate our feelings There are no waters deep enough To smother our love We don’t need bridges to be connected I may read your mind And you can guess my silence We are one spirit in two bodies.