This angel has fallen
(it may not be your fault)
in a deep blue hole
obscure and silent as the night itself...
And while falling, the fall has started to become fun
with wavy movements that come and go
in need of a surf board to use as a escape boat
or just ride along...
And falling is learning
though you wish she would not fall
but what you see does not fit the picture
what you see you can not mean
what you say no one can hear
And you have lied
you are no longer one to believe in
This angel has fallen...
not because of you
but maybe, just maybe
for you.
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"Yo solo creería en un Dios que supiese bailar. Y cuando vi a mi demonio, lo encontré serio, grave, profundo y solemne; era el espíritu de la pesadez. El es el que hace que las cosas se caigan. No se mata con la cólera, sino con la risa... Desde que aprendí a andar no he hecho mas que correr. Desde que aprendí a volar no espero a que me empujen para moverme de un sitio. Ahora soy ligero, ahora vuelo, ahora me veo por debajo de mi, ahora baila un Dios por medio de mi".
2 comments:
the thing about falling..is the change of viewpoint.. starting to see things from a different perspective.. that will allow you to enjoy the falling.. and discover new things on the way..
it doesnt matter how many times you´ve fallen.. you can always get up...
Es verdad, no importa las veces que caigas siempre podrás levantarte y quine sabe volver a caer... De eso se trata la vida, las historias...
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