Volver a intentarlo es recobrar el aliento
Es sentir que discurre por tu ser el viento
Que ha cesado en tiempo real el mal momento
Ha terminado temporalmente tu tormento.
Escuchar el ritmo del aire es tomar aliento
Las ondas sonoras que te dicen: ¡has vuelto ¡
Y ese son suave devuelve tu vida al encuentro
Con tu corazón acompasando revuelto.
Trabajar por tu sueño es despertar el aliento
De forjar una franja de la tierra al cielo
Que nadie te quitará con ningún intento
Y despeja tranquilo y sereno tu vuelo.
Mirar a los otros es libertar el aliento
De la empatía perdida por los desencuentros
Por rapidez de la vida y de tanto lamento
Que nos quita las ganas de ver desde adentro.
Tocar otras manos… rescatar el aliento
Esas que junto a las tuyas con amor te impulsan
Para llegar a donde no puedes contento
Vuelas a su lado y las excusas expulsan.
Tener energía para alentar el aliento
No nos perdamos en la sola angustia fría
Que nos conduce siempre como un fiero portento
A pensar: hemos perdido la luz del nuevo día.
If life tires you, make a new attempt, an infinite or eternal one, because the road is sometimes rough or rugged, but you have to go ahead, take a deep breath, take strength that may have departed or observe the road perhaps cloudy. Take the best of the feeling, accompanied or alone but never isolated, a higher impetus is always by your side...no matter its name or if you have prayed...and so take a deep breath and manage to encourage the BREATH:
To try again is to regain your breath.
It is to feel the wind flowing through your being
That the bad moment has ceased in real time.
Your torment has temporarily ended.
To listen to the rhythm of the air is to catch your breath
The sound waves that tell you: you're back!
And that soft sound brings your life back to the encounter
With your heart in rhythm.
To work for your dream is to awaken the breath
To forge a stripe from earth to sky
That no one will take from you with any attempt
And clear your flight calm and serene.
To look at others is to free the breath
Of the empathy lost by the misencounters
Due to the speed of life and so many regrets
That takes away our desire to see from within.
To touch other hands... to rescue the breath
Those that together with yours, with love, drive you on
To reach where you cannot be content
You fly to their side and excuses expel.
Have energy to encourage the breath
Let us not lose ourselves in the single cold anguish
That drives us always like a fierce portent
To think: we have lost the light of the new day.
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