jojojo ... Short poem in the morning. No one is like me.

in jojojo •  7 years ago 

.. awake cheerful, hopeful things improve. Between sip and sip I laugh and I encourage you to go out into the street. Today is December 21 and Saxon cultures celebrate the spirit of Christmas. It is an old tradition to place an elder as the center of the spirituality of the year's summary. It is the voice of experience. The wisdom and goodness. It's different from us that we do it with a child that feels and we bet on the innocence that hope in love

The spirit of Christmas again comes today; Winter Solstice. the coldest day the darkest, perhaps where humanity is in that mirror of never being. The place where you do not want to go. But in awareness that it is possible that reality in an opportunity of life and of it, in the sale and in the exchange with others.

Oh, the good spirit that came again
renewing in my life and eternal things,
I ask for the family, for the children
and I also ask for the grandparents
those who huddle and never leave ...

jojojo
... to be continue

rafa

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