Joy and Wisdom
Wisdom does not even know if you have
Just coming and going in curves
And the rains and storms.
Greyhound space in my embrace and without fatigue
My staff assures me.
The night is cold, life is hard
But I hope a joy
What is constant?
Which a crazy lover
Do not stray one bit.
If I'm hoarse cry and despair
But I hope the spice
Rosemary and basil from my soul.
I ask quietly and without trauma reluctant
Grief more.
I ask if there is peace and, damn it!
I am proud of my joy
And nothing against me
Even the fantasy
I've had and was denied
Life is fairy!
Naughty and very subtle
Gentle, greedy...
Teaches us and unceremoniously
Leave and do not even remember.
No recalls or commemorates,
Just teach.
In his booklet
The night forgets
The day spins
And we rot
If you do not feel the strong breeze
That always tells us
Be happy!
Learn from the pain but not much
She comes and if slip up, sticks.
Then where is help?
Do not change nor by prayer or prays
Nor prayed.
Now its night life is the time fields
And nothing left for me
If not sure
The curve that did not, the fear that kept
Life wants slope, I want a terrace.
Wisdom is to be happy!!
So why so little
Do not miss
Not lose hope.
Remember the children
He laughs and then cries, cries and then laughs.
FORGET!!
Forget the pain, be selective
Life gives reason
And then, if you want, to pay,
Ah. The price is expensive,
Love is oddball
And if you do not support
If this will trigger
And no one reaches...
Dance. Always resume
And dance.
Love and unloved.
Dance.
Dream and wake up.
Dance.
Kiss who bites.
Dance.
And do not get tired of dancing.
Otherwise, dance...
Do not lose hope
Learn from it.
The night brings the moon and storm
The day brings sunshine and storm
Life brings storms
But it also blows the wound;
Heals...
Oh! Before I finish
Take this violates
The moon is a joke.
Play with it
And dance a lifetime
Smile and be allowed
Be wise
And be happy!!
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