A Sip of Wine

Living the life the way it should be
It's a mad dream, sometimes poetry;
Or just a sip from an old wine,
Touching a woman from ten to nine.

Nothing is perfect, the way it should be -
The see of sea, the tray of the tree;
We'd be bored of perfection,
And overfilled of affection.

The wine is smiling, it's talking to me,
Talking about love and her anatomy;
I'm starting to mumble living a dream,
It's only my life that makes me scream.

Are you intrigued? You shouldn't be -
Nothing is new, what it happens to me;
The wine is different but same effect,
Its wonderful power is not to neglect.

Afraid

I am afraid of what will never be,
As I see you, as you see me...
And nothing happens 'till the end -
No kiss, no love, no curtain bend.

I am afraid of love to find,
To let it come, to feel behind...
A soul, a smile, the mistletoe -
To feel the love and let her go.

I let all go, it is my curse,
I hope will end with a rebirth;
I want, I want something to feel -
I want all that I love as real.

Reality, too many I -
From I to why, from eye to eye...
I'm just a child getting so old -
Sooner white and later bald.

I have a dream - I'll learn to love,
I need just time, bless from above...
I am afraid, all has an end -
I'm waiting for the soul that's meant.

Journal of Faith

The mighty sky's the church I found,
Trees my temples built in ground.
The Mighty God, he smiles sometimes
When the sun's uncovered by the clouds.

He cries as I'm seldom crying too -
It's not a shame, we all same do;
I feel the winds blessing my soul,
I mourn the past, but forgive all.

When Life

When life is just a stupid game,
And all the things look the same -
I want to leave all this behind
And take my faith something to find.

There is the hope, there are the dreams,
And nothing here is like it seams -
There is a soul, when we have one,
There is a life, the love we've won.

When life is playing dirty tricks,
I find a smile, the beauty speaks -
Or find a tree under the sky
And learn to fly, higher, high!

Nothing New

Nothing new and nothing old
That is all that have been told;
Nothing old and nothing new -
Searching for the soul of dew,

Look around, around the world
How uncovered is the fold;
Look inside, inside the soul -
Maybe we could stop the fall.

Nothing new and nothing old,
There is nothing to be sold;
Nothing old and nothing new -
Those who find the truth are few.