AP-OP-CH31-FLYING AMONG CLOUDS

FLYING AMONG CLOUDS

There they are!
White clouds,of a Sky,
Myne,yours,
Does it really matter?anyway,it is so far;
So far away of us..instead asking why,
Better bring those clouds,
Here,right in front of us..
Wouldent be so nice to touch them,
Giving them some shapes,alike a painter,
Drawing first,some lines,
Then,doing some contours,
Finally,adding color,
From its palette?!But,u see,for such clouds,
Needs many kinds of brushes,
Many forms of color combinations..
Isnt so alike when looking around,
Watching everyday people,alike me,
Alike you,counting differences?!
And you're still wondering why the clouds
arent here on earth
But them are there on sky?!
WHY?
Because there's a natural law;
We,people,living here,together,
Or at least,supposing we live in peace and love,
Will go one day,up there
And each one will have a place alike its
acts,during its life..
We'll go up there,and some of us,full with love,
Will touch,for a second,that rainbow,
Will take its brush and be a painter in the rain,
Will draw,perhapse,some lines,
Then,comes the wind,it blows..
Mixes the colors,
Forming the clouds,
Spreading them around,
Alike the water drops we may see,here,
In front of us,now,on the ground..
Is it really raining?!
Asks a child,pulling on our hands..
We have a look back,turning our body and
trying to figure out who he is..
We see..no one..
We keep asking ourselves if was our
imagination,or,was it real?!
An angel touched our hands?
We remain,for a second,wistfull..or maybe we'll look above,
Will watch amazed what a painter drawed for us..
Inside our hearts,we give birth to a hope,
A small one,to reach there,to touch the violet clouds..
Isnt such a miracle what God created for humans?
He created a whole world of beauty...
He drawed all,up to the finest details,
In just seven days..
The question is: we can draw now the clouds,
On a piece of paper
And the clouds to have the colors of whom we are,
To be a representation of our soul?!
Would u catch wings just looked how looks
ur soul on the painting,
Alike me,being a mirror,already,and showing myne?
We all can fly among clouds...
We can get wings when we love..
That little boy who pulled our hands,
Was maybe our guardian angel..
When u was little child,u were saying that small prayer..
Do u still remember?!
If it happends that u forgot of ur guardian angel,
Would u fly among clouds,
To search for it?!
Conclusion: If u wish to fly and u need wings,
Search inside ur soul the small child..
Have u seen it there,near the corner of its bed,praying?
Just go now to a little girl or boy,and ask
it to draw u an angel flying among clouds..
You will be amazed of what u'll realize;
U wont see maybe a beautifull painting alike u can do,
Maybe will look weird,just some
drawings...lines,random,alike my verses of
that poem,with no rhymes,
But u will see the smile that u dont have it anymore;
Take that smile coming from a little boy or

girl,inside ur heart,
Keep it there,to heal your wound,
Then,u will watch urself flying among clouds...


@Th3Mirr0r

ZBURAND PRINTRE NORI

Priveste-i!
Nori albi,al unui Cer,
Al meu,al tau,
Chiar asa de mult conteaza?oricum,sunt asa departe;
Asa de departe de noi..in loc sa intrebam de ce,
Mai bine sa aducem acei nori,
Aici,chiar in fata noastra..
N-ar fi dragut sa-i atingem,
Sa le dam niste forme,precum un pictor,
Desenand la inceput,niste linii,
Apoi,facand niste contururi,
Si in final,adaugand culoare,
Din paleta sa?!Dar,vezi tu,pentru asemenea nori,
Trebuiesc multe tipuri de pensule,
Multe forme de combinatii de culori..
Nu e aidoma precum atunci cand te uiti in jur,
Observand oamenii zilnic,ca mine,
Ca tine,numarand diferente?!
Si inca te mai minunezi de ce norii nu-s aici pe pamant
Ci sunt acolo,pe Cer?!
DE CE?
Pentru ca e o lege naturala;
Noi,oamenii,traind aici,impreuna,
Sau,cel putin,presupunand ca traim in pace si dragoste,
Vom merge acolo sus,intr-o zi
Si fiecare va avea un loc precum faptele lor,din timpul vietii..
Vom merge acolo sus,iar unii dintre noi,plini de dragoste,
Vor atinge,pentru o secunda,acel curcubeu,
Isi vor lua pensula ca sa fie un pictor in ploaie,
Vor desena,cumva,niste linii,
Apoi,vine vantul,sufla peste ele..
Amesteca culorile,
Formand norii,
Imprastiindu-i,
Precum picaturile de apa ce le vedem acum,aici,
In fata noastra,pe jos..
Chiar ploua?!
Intreaba un copil,tragandu-ne de maini..
Ne aruncam o privire inapoi,intorcandu-ne
corpul si incercand sa ne dam seama cine este..
Vedem...nimeni...
Inca ne intrebam de a fost imaginatia noastra,sau,a fost real?!
Un inger nea- atins mainile?
Stam,pentru o secunda,melancolici..sau poate vom privi sus,
Si vom vedea uluiti ce pictor a desenat pentru noi..
In mijlocul inimilor noaste,dam nastere unei sperante,
Una micuta,sa ajungem acolo,sa atingem norii violeti..
Nu e ceva miraculos ceea ce Dumnezeu a creat pentru oameni?
El a creat o intreaga lume ca in basme...
A desenat totul,pana la cele mai fine detalii,
In doar sapte zile..
Intrebarea este:putem desena acum norii,
Pe o bucata de hartie
Iar norii sa aiba culorile noastre,
Reprezentandu-ne sufletele?!
Ai prinde aripi doar privind cum apare
sufletul tau pe tablou,
Precum si eu,fiind o oglinda,deja,aratandu-ti-l pe-al meu?
Toti am putea zbura printre nori...
Puteam primi aripi cand iubim..
Acel mic baietel ce ne-a tras de maini,
A fost poate ingerul nostru pazitor..
Cand ai fost copilas spuneai acea rugaciune micuta...
Ti-o mai amintesti?!
Daca se intampla ca ai uitat de ingerul tau pazitor,
Ai zbura printre nori,
Sa-l cauti?!
Concluzie: Daca doresti sa zbori si ai nevoie de aripi,
Cauta in interiorul sufletului tau micul copilas..
L-ai observat acolo,langa coltul patului,rugandu-se?
Doar du-te acum la un baietel micut sau
micuta fetita,si roaga-i sa-ti deseneze un
inger zburand printre nori..
Vei fi uluit de ce vei constientiza;
Nu vei vedea poate un tablou plin de
frumusete precum ai putea picta tu,
Poate inca va arata chiar ciudat,doar niste
schite...linii,la intamplare,precum
versurile poemului meu,fara de rime,
Dar vei observa zambetul pe care nu il mai ai;
Ia deci acel zambet venind de la micul
baietel sau fetita micuta,in interiorul inimii tale,
Tine-l acolo,sa-ti vindeci rana,
Apoi,te vei vedea singur zburand printre nori...


@Th3Mirr0r