Storms in Life
by Mercedes Calcano, March 2012
mercecalca@gmail.com
Senseless words collide
In their attempt to free themselves of
Conflicting emotions
Outrageous feelings
Nameless thoughts
We watch them all, astonished and fascinated
The spinning destructiveness of an uncontrollable force…
Painful memories,
Regrettable deeds,
Hidden longings,
Forgotten scars,
Disguised in the colorful, or not, collage of life
Hang proudly in the hook of a Plan
Nuances
Hues
Strokes of the past
Sketches in white and running wax
Colors blend suggesting lines
While dreams proclaim the blueprints of the Heart
Tomorrow, perhaps…
One, two, three…
For a goal centered mind
Tomorrow…?
Time,
What is time?
Capricious game of the Universe
Elastic and unyielding
Unpredictable hereafter
Perfect mirror of impermanence
Wounded immortality
Relentless becoming
Time
Merciful time¡
Clangorous and irreversible the world brakes apart
As devastating as nature our fear holds unto a prayer
Surrendering to fate
Embracing hope
Clasping hands and hearts
Summoning an impossible strength
Denude of distinctiveness
We descend within, to the depths of our soul
Shielded cellar of the unknown
Familiar
Forbidding
Maybe, just maybe…
We will escape the maelstrom…
But the Sun rises again,
It always does…
Sometimes
Against our whishes
Sometimes
In our behalf
Beaming sparks
Shedding light on our dormant senses
our rusty consciousness
In Common place living
We forgot about existence
Cranking subsistence
Reticent to listen
We lost meaning
We lost being
Realization is built on reflection
Understanding on courage
Change in perseverance
New beginnings are forged by compassion and kindness
For me
For you
For all
Nature is beauty
Resilience
Strength
Life and Death
Eternal paradox
Occurrence
Concurrence
Asleep in routine
We are shaken by reality
Defeated by the Truth
Nothing is permanent
Not even Love
Everything changes and transforms
Comes and goes
Just a minute
Just a second
Just a bit
Just more
Life is a miracle
Just as Love
Just as anything worthy of living or dying for
Visionary is the man
Visionary the event
Visionary the hand
That remind us, who we truly are
Awakes our Spirit
Expands our Horizons
Bring us together
Why?
Pain,
Impotence
Dissapoitment
Necessary to grab our fragility…
Necessary to recall our unlimited capacity for
Endurance
Generosity
Forgiveness
Joy
Times of twisted and incoherent moments
Could eventually knock at our doors
Ensnaring us in a web of fear and oblivion
Once
Twice
Again?
Who knows?
We are not unaware now
The Sun shines, not despite of us
It shines because of us
It glows
In you
In me
In us
Take my hand
Give me yours
Something Divine
Still carries on
A Secret love
An eternal soul
Our Spirit will not be broken
No, not today
Oh no
Forever on
Will walk together
You
Me
Forever Us