...to tell
about myself. I wait for silent ears that fit my pains and my yelling;
...to listen
about my own soul. I hope that it tells much, it says very loud what it feels
and thinks, to sensitize my little ears;
...to feel
what goes by another’s soul. I hope that my sensitizes and allows itself to
break with severity;
...to make
to break the inertia. I hope that my mind enjoy the divine energy available on
my own being;
...to live
the spirituality that manifests itself around me. I hope that the world that
have built don’t boycott its own transcendent expression;
...to love
life. I hope not to let myself win by rationality, that doesn’t part from
passion by the human being;
...to feel’s God’s soul
that manifests itself in beauty, in nature, in peace and in the taste for
harmony.
Translation by Flau Fontenelle.
Translation by Flau Fontenelle.
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