You can only find out what you are from what you are not which is everything and nothing. Your home is everywhere and nowhere. Your identity is no identity. You aren’t an owner but a messenger of the infinity, the no-thing is open to everything, timeless and Free.


Only the Dreams never die, because the dream is a birth into the unborn again, a commencing where we ended, a starting where we stopped to rest, a crossroad of eternity, a giving up of something to possess all things. The beginning of the real.


And this that we call life, it is no more than the opening and closing of a eye a crevice in the unborn through which there shone a beam of light. Perhaps we are only here to say, live in the mercy of the enkindless immensity.


Many times we died, many times we rose again, The rhythm of our heart is the birth and death of all that is alive and dead. All things seen depend upon the Unseen. All sounds depend upon Silence. All things felt depend upon what is not felt.


We are a short poem in a endless emptiness page,
words are lighthouses that ignites
and struggle to deliver light to the dark edges of the infinite,
and mystic sounds struggle to give voice to the unlived beings,
to bore a young soul to the gate of birth.


You are us and we are you and yet together,
dreams that dream in eternity’s hug,
suddenly, atoms are connect and acquire language,
the breath will craft the context,
the words uttered will makes a world to appear,
and the tune of punctuation is the life’s waltz.


And if the people ceased to hear you,
and when the words are fall silent,
who says that all vanish?
Beyond the visible, there is a dream that i come from,no shade,
a dream who never changes my love.
This dream where we really live is the face of everyone i see.


I know that i shall meet my shadow, one day, is our fate.
I know that, someday, the light ends for us
and the deadly gravity will absorb us.
And again, a magician spark will shine
and a ocean of souls will flood the universe
and will give birth to stars and grief.


Face to face, earth and heaven,
eternal lovers, talking each other through the light,
infinite distances between them,
but a wonderful living side by side.
This silent poem speaks to us,
before we are and it will continue after us.


Fallen angel! Why are you scared?
Why you dwelt alone in shadow?
Why you tighten your fists?
why threaten the whole life?
i know, afraid to .love,
let tenderness pour from your eyes
to irrigate the earth and the light of love,
silently, will lift you on the heaven again.


This morning i walked the road of awe.
I met frustrated gods and angels sad.
The people had abandoned them and the magic had tumbled.
Now, the people are orphans, wanderers across the night,
frightened meteors looking for the source.
”Where to look for it?’’
‘’Don’t look away. The sanctuary manifested
in the bird that wakes the sun in the morning with its song,
in the raindrop that narrates the sorrows of the sky,
in the air that whispers secrets in the trees, in the arrival of sparrows”.
Sanctuary, the Great Welcome.


I saw a angel on heaven
and he invited me to be neighbors to the stars.
”How can i fly? I don’t have wings”.
”I know you’re encased in an old human’s body
with frozen souls and unused magical dreams”.
”But remember, you know quiet well, deep within you,
that there is only a single magic,
a single power and that is called loving.
Love is Your wings”.

Love said me

Love said me: ‘’Τhe love happens all the time in heaven.
Why not in the earth? The stars are burning for you,
why don’t you return your gratitude?
Human, take my hand,
you don’t remember the dream of love,
but the great dream of our heart remembers us,
as the sun are there even and the earth turns,
until the end of the world.

You are the Great Poetry

You come from the depths of infinity
and from all directions of space-time.
Every atom in you comes from a different star,
every cell are made of celestial radiation.
You’re the smile of no birth and no death.
You are the Great Poetry.

Love was born

The stars blink in awe
when the soul gleam from love,
of the gleam of souls the celestial light
bursts forth and life miracles radiate in eternity.
Love was born and set the worlds alight.

Don’t say

Don’t say I’m insignificant in the infinite,
don’t say i’m alone in life,
you are a cosmic collection
that dances harmoniously.
You coexist with all beings,
visible and invisible together,
you are bound from the energy of the universe itself.

You’re visitor

When the birds take back their language,
when the trees unloose their tenderly hands from around you,
when the air doesn’t breathe and the seas are tearing,
when the flowers whisper: No, you own nothing,
then remember: You’re visitor, honoring the hospitality.

Our existence has no end

We live eternal amid the moment,
we live in the whispers through the heavens,
we live in particles of sunlight,
we live in every dimension of time and in every direction of space,
our existence has no end.

We are made of heaven

We are made of heaven,
risen from the tears of fallen stars
and from the songs of silence.
We met on the flying rock
and remembered that our hearts
were beating at the same ryhthm,
twin stars of different births.

Where is the magic?

Where is the magic?
We all start out knowing magic.
We are born with hurricanes and whirlwinds,
oceans and galaxies inside us.
We are able to sing to birds
and read the clouds and see the destiny in grains of sand.
But we have forgotten the magic and we feel without compass,
alone and desperately, only selfishness, only pain, fear and darkness.
But, magic of love has never disappeared from the life,
the love hold the life.

i will find you

i will find you in the shadow of words,
in the hidden signs of silent moments,
in the eloquence of your eyes,
in a tingling in the spine, in a trembling in the voice,
in a distant memory,
be there…..

We need a sacred tear

And one day, the sun stopped,
the rain stopped falling,
the flowers didn’t look high,
the sky emptied of stars,
then a tear dripped from the heart and became our breath.
We need a sacred tear,
before the fall.

You are a cosmic collection

Don’t say I’m insignificant in the infinite,
don’t say i’m alone in life,
you are a cosmic collection
that dances harmoniously.
You coexist with all beings,
visible and invisible together,
you are bound from the energy of the universe itself.

I love a flower

I love a flower,
i stretch my hand and touch his soft leaves
and it sends me a sweet smell.
it’s a tacit love,
in the sense of wonder we found in each other,
secret signals from another life
that bring poetry to my heart.


You came into this world
With enough light to find
Your way out of the dark,
Enough kindness to save a soul,
Enough love to shift a planet.
Don’t worry, you are enquipped
with all you could ever need.
Look with in,
you are drenched in magic.


She’s real and dreamy,
She’s logical and mystical.
She’s sensitive and distant,
a warrior and lover.
She’s fearless and gentle,
wondrous and brave.
She lives in waterfalls and forests,
and sunsets and galaxies,
and dancing with the universe.
She’s believes in oneness.


You were born
With dreams and ideals,
You were born
With love and trust,
You were born
with potential and greatness.
You were born with wings.
Don’t forget the gift.
Don’t give up the miracle.
Appreciate the life.


I dream that one day
we will look at each other
In the same way
we look at the sun,
and we will touch
each other like the sun on earth,
and the blessings of light
Will flow into our hearts.


Our heart is so small,
almost invisible,
It’s a blessing from the light,
a touch of the stardust,
a necessary coincidence,
a whisper of the infinite.
Let’s give her a chance.
One life, just one.
Breathe free.


Let yourself
remember and visualize the ways
you have hurt others.
See the pain you
have caused out
of your own fear,
pain, anger, confusion.
Feel your own
sorrow and regret.
Sense that finally
you can release this
Burden and ask for forgiveness.


Understand that
you own nothing,
everything that
surrounds you
Is temporary, only
the love in your heart
Will last forever.


Child is the heart of human.
Listen when they speak,
treat them kindly.
Comfort them when they cry.
Teach them devotedly.
Correct them compassionately.
Love them unconditionally.
Child is the defeat of death.


I choose
To live by choice, not by chance,
To be motivated, not manipulated,
To be useful, not used,
To make changes, not excuses,
To excel, not compete.
I choose to listen to my inner voice,
Not to the random opinions of others.


Start now.
Start where you are.
Start with pain.
Start with fair.
Start with doubt.
Start with voice trembling.
Start where you are, with what you have.
Just Start..


In a world
Full of fear, be courageous.
In a world
Where few care, be compassionate.
In a world
Full of lies, be honest.
In a world
full of phonies, be yourself.
The world
Hopes for you
And can be better because of you.


Hate no one,
no matter how much they’ve wronged you.
Live humbly,
No matter how wealthy you become.
Think positively,
No matter how much life is.
Give much,
Even if you’ve been given little.
Forgive all,
And never stop praying for the best
For everyone.