Colossenses 3:17

Para a Tua honra, para a Tua glória. Amém!

New Old Tale

While listening to her memory,
I saw an angel I’d already seen.
She’d promised me a great story,
She made me live a vivid dream.

Her mouth spoke of a dark old tale,
I was in awe, trying to read between the lines.
I got cold, must have turned pale,
Didn’t notice the meaning of her subtle signs.

Mesmerized, I saw an ocean inside her eyes,
A whole new universe resting after the threshold...
I couldn't help diving, fear tells nothing but lies!
I am a rookie pirate; her heart, treasured gold.

The wind started blowing stronger,
The story had its ending unfolded.
Her hair was floating, we were closer...
— She got quiet, the world stopped! —
A new old tale had been waiting untold...

In surrender, I understood,
In her silence lied the purest bliss.
Our story didn’t need no words...
She’d hidden my fate within her kiss.

                                                   Lucas Zavarelli

Gotta do more, gotta be more!

"Laughing, crying, tumbling, mumbling,

Gotta do more, gotta be more.

Chaos screaming, chaos dreaming,

Gotta do more, gotta be more."

                                           Charlie "Nuwanda" Dalton

   Scene from my favorite film (Dead Poets Society) and mindset from now on. I was just thinking about my near future projects and personal bucket list. Gotta do more, gotta be more. Let's do it!

P.S. Still looking for a cave and some friends willing to start our society!

Enquanto

Enquanto a noite é escura e o vento, gelado, permaneço, me suporto, me torturo, calado. Te quero sem te querer, te espero, sem me entender. Todas as perguntas me levam a você.

Lucas Zavarelli

Can't say what I want, can't hide what I feel.

Lucas Zavarelli