What a beautiful rainbow and sky What a beautiful place and countryside The green surpasses all… And the sun shines hot (it doesn´t lie) I´m on the road, watching all of that The curiosity get´s bigger; yes I know I´ll see a lot more of beauties Like that one Enjoying and having fun No time for rushes or moral cold While I´m on the road Watching and admiring The best that nature has to give Without that we couldn’t possibly Live… as well as we do Smiling and listening to The silence too Looking at that gorgeous environment Gives peace and it remembers The best moments I had After a long time I remember at last No boredom… anymore Because I´m enjoying my experience On the road
The poem above reflects the sensations of being far away, on a tour by beautiful exotic places where I can just dream about.
(This is dedicated to a dear friend that was always there for me and whom I will never forget!)
I'm very glad to walk the road of life and I think that everyone should be too... Why are we always complaining about everything? Instead, we should grow up and be better prepared for the road which leads us all to death. Some even take short cuts on the road wasting lots of opportunities that are given to them.
We have the power to change the road of life. Sometimes our road crosses with another ones... That little roads can be of love, friendship or perhaps hate. In one of that little roads I found a lovely girl that was lost and was trying to find someone that could like her with all her imperfections - aren´t we all full of imperfections? Then we joined forces to build our roads together through friendship and love. We promised ourselves that our roads would be the best ever!
My road of life has a pavement made of a stave filled with musical notes and the garden on the sides is covered with daisies. When I was feeling down, it started to rain and some musical notes were erased from the stave and I needed help to write them again and to rebuild my song again. And there she was, helping me to find another notes to replace the missing ones turning the melody better than before. Sometimes I needed to take care of the daisies - the relationships with the persons that I love most, found through my journey - and that, by my neglicence, started to have some weeds. When it happened, I started to cry and, somehow, she appeared to catch my tears, to cheer me up and to take the weeds off the sides of the pavement.
As the time was passing by, she built a road just like mine: a stave with musical notes but, instead of that, she wanted some big trees on the sides of her road. With each other's help, our roads were more beautiful than they ever did.
One day, I was looking for her and there was no sign of her, suddenly her stave was finished and she disappeared to nowhere. Some questions popped up in my head:
Where did she go? Is she alright?
Why did she disappear and why did her road end so soon?
If she was a good person that didn't want to hurt anyone, why did she DIE?
Well, I believe that there's life after death and probably she is building another road on a better place to stay... Who knows? I wish that for her as she deserves it.
In that time, I was feeling upset with some persons that only remembered her after death. Why didn't they want to be with her when she was alive? She shouldn't be recognized by her death but by the good memories that we passed with her.
After this painful reflexion, I realized that I have to move on and continue to build my road again, even without her. I will have the help of other great persons that are in my life (thanks to Diogo, Susana, Miguel e Catarina - you are the best!) and she will always remain in my memories. I have learned a lot with her and I will not forget her advices about my relationship with other persons.
Have you ever had to face a death? To see the road of that person's unproperly finished? That experience makes you more mature and prepared to face more naturally our death or of other persons. Take care of your roads and help others to build their own when they need help. You will find a good friend and perhaps a beautiful road of friendship!
"It's something unpredictable but in the end is right, I hope you had the time of your life." by Green Day - "Good Ridance (Time of your Life)"
Our lives are connected to the sea since we gave our first steps as mankind. The ocean is also a treacherous road, filled with uncertainty and peril, but also with adventure and mystery.
To look beyond the horizon… to search for what hasn’t been seen. That’s the purpose of being on the Road. A Road of discovery, where a somewhat vulgar beach transport us to various tropical paradises, reefs, marine lifes and most of all, a reason to be alive.
The ocean too, though how deep and untouched it might be, featured many of the most incredible voyages ever seen, and one can dream to reach beyond the heated sun and the inviting clouds… It’s a risk you can take, but life is a risk itself. My advice is to follow your dreams and aim for the never reached horizon...
Through our lives many roads appear to us, but none can show us the certainty.Which to choose when we find ourselves in front of so many paths? Imagine that we are standing in front of two roads, one that will lead us to childhood – the happy past – and the other to our present and future. What would we choose? Would it be the granted happiness, the one that we already know, or the unknown, the possibilities, the uncertainty? What to choose? A poem like life, always written in the past, or a brand-new book with all the adventures to be? In which could we possibly find ourselves, our real selves? Could it be in the past? Or would it be in the future? Where is the truth hiding? Like a colourful path, full of the tear like falling autumn leafs, where would that truth quietly fall, without masks and cages to stop that peaceful fall?
A road that leads to nowhere, or a road that leads to anywhere? Still I'm running, running towards the end. Towards the flat line, don't know what to expect. Could it lead me to heaven or right here on earth? Still, I run as fast as I can... I want to reach it, So badly, but my efforts are in vain. My feet are sore, but I don't feel pain! Is this it? The end? why... I still run?
