My soul is
in deep silence. Not the silence full of meanings of the wisdom. Not the placid
silence of the illumination. It´s a painful silence of a tortured soul, that
now inquires itself: have I been wrong about life for all these years?
My heart is
in silence, too. Not the comforting silence of a shared love. Not the silence
full of plenitude of a generous and fearless heart. It´s a silence of an
abandoned heart, that now inquires itself: why did I hide myself for so long?
Paralised,
between so distressful silences, I search in the images of my unconscious the
source of my unhappy choices. Why did I run away from myself, from people, from
life? How did it happen?
To find out
these answers means begin to live again...
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