Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Greek Goddess Aphrodite- Acrostic Poems

Moonlight Sonata











But only a few times you can hear the symphony of the spheres, and I do not know why to be so rare ... everything would be easier if we had the basic soul in our body, tucked between the feelings and thoughts instead .. no, we live dormant, sleeping, dreams, dreams of being awake and sleep and dream again
Rarely sister the great sadness of the infinite that calls us to himself, goads us to the quick, it stings the heart ..
Then just a moon, the sea below, the breeze, the notes of a piano, and the whole wall collapsed, falling bricks, the structure falls vomiting itself, and behind you see, feel, spirit the world, the spirit of God, everything that breathes, harmonious, light, peace .. and the heart opens, it fills the soul breathes and every evil that seems to go away .. or maybe it seriously.
But then again the illusion. It is to be done should be back to life, Sisyphus has to load again for having to push the boulder to empty .. and inside of us envy him his ball stercolaio that at least the moves for a reason.
Come on, close your soul, you have to go back to "life", study, work, do children crack.
The yearning for a night like this is worth twice a lifetime of human machine .. ants
But only a sensitive soul knows fully satisfy us looking at the night light in the sky, if only for a while, even fleetingly, and at a time when questions arise, doubts, uncertainties, which are asleep, and then swept away by the sweet honey of a full moon night which makes us silent.

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