Evolving

Sometimes it's easy
to look in the eye of the storm,
let it be and be strong.

Sometimes it is easier
to lie down and
cozily drown.

Sometimes it's easy
to stand against the winds
and let the tears fall.

Sometimes it's easier
to pick up the pieces
and burnt them all.

Some things are easy
to forgive
and some others
are better to forget.

Everything changes,
nothing remains,
life goes on,
the spirit moves on.

Su respiro = His breath

Las aguas reposan y transmutan,

ya no son olas feroces,

ni chispas arrebatadas,

son alas dormidas con

cansancio en las venas.

Un rayo de luz, corta la noche,

abre los cielos, despierta las aves,

alimenta mi cuerpo y me trae a la vida.

Es el minuto cero, cuando estoy entre

Morfeo y Helios, cuando siento la vida

que es fuego en mi sangre,

es el segundo perfecto cuando Dios me

bendice con una gota de Espíritu. 

Y aunque cada día ocurre lo mismo,

no dejo de sentir la bendición,...el asombro,  

de que me quiera tanto, me llame suya 

y me de un día más bajo su manto.

The still waters change,

ferocious waves no more,

excited drops no more,

sleepy wings

with laziness in the veins.

A ray of light cuts the night,

open up the skies, wakes the birds,

feeds my body and brings me to life.

It is minute zero, in between

Morpheus and Helios, when I feel life

that is fire in my blood,

It is the perfect second, when God 

blesses me with a drop of Spirit. 

Although everyday is the same,

I can´t stop feeling the blessing,

the awe of being loved such,

being called His, and given  the present of another day under His wing.