O Melhor é Perdoar

O Melhor é Perdoar

Queres encontrar alegria pura?

Felicidade após tanta procura?

Deixar o medo, viver a vida,

E andar de cabeça erguida?

Não entendes por que acontece,

Mal ou bem a quem não merece.

Mas esse julgar é o que mais dói

Uma lança que mata e que remói.

Todos os problemas do caminho

Superam-se dentro, de mansinho,

E aos poucos à vida volta o amor

Que supera o medo e afasta a dor.

Porque o que vias no teu irmão

Morava dentro do teu coração.

E quando tentado a condenar,

Viste que era melhor perdoar!

(Zé Poema)

Andei como um louco...

Andei como um louco que perdeu a razão, cego e sem norte. 

Quando penso no que eu dizia, temia e escrevia 

Fico com vergonha, foi este o ser que Deus criou? 

Esse é o cego apalpando na escuridão, 
Zangado com o mundo e consigo próprio... 
Sem norte e sem sorte. 

Era um rei que acordou depois de 70 anos a comer palha 

Um animal espavorido que dormia ao relento
Cobrindo-se com os seus próprios pêlos.

Uma voz mansa segredava dentro de mim:
Dá-me a mão, deixa-me levantar-te,
Confia em mim, não tens nada a perder

Abre o teu olho espiritual, vês?
Não tens inimigos, Não tens falta de nada.
Teu valor é infinito e nunca deixará de ser

E este mesmo valor que vês em ti
Vês também em todos perto ou longe.
Agora acordaste e agora sabes!

Hey mister, can I help you?

(Written after the memorial of our friend Donelle)

Be happy, it is today the day (May 20, 2019)

After a while

Truth or lie? Who cares no more?

What is truth today and what is truth tomorrow?

Why am I tired?

So many questions in a very small text

I am glad it is in English

What does this mean?

Well, it will have a meaning when you finish

It is like a dream

What do I dream?

Was it a good day?

Is it God’s tomorrow, or God’s forever?

In God’s forever when the morning dawns

Yes it is, it is coming

If I am happy today, who cares?

Yes I am happy today

It is the day of God’s gifts

Looking too much at the feet, at the ground

Lift up your eyes, the day of dawn is coming

Yes I will be able to lift up my eyes

Forgive, forgive, that’s the life I live

Yes I do, I forgive.

It is so nice to have the night

To have Christ comforting my head.

Why wait for tomorrow?

When the day is here to be?

God is!

Who cares for a stream of words?

Yes, another interrogation

It is the day of questions

And the answer is this: the day is here.

Oh Donelle,

Where are you?

Were you here? Were you there?

Who lives in Venus?

Maybe there is life there

Under the big cloud of gas.
But they have all these theories

And they know nothing worthwhile

They see with the eyes of the flesh

And they see lies thinking they are seeing

I want to see, the real world,

And yes I do already see it.

Yes Christ is taking me by his hand

And telling me words of love and truth

I will see the real world.

At least I know enough

To say that this science is bullshit

They see only with these things they call eyes

And they see with this thing they call mind

But it is so puny, so nothing, so blind and bleak

Thinking they know much they create chaos in their life

Who wants what you have?

Bunch of frogs, croac, croac, singing to each other

And nodding their heads in dead admiration.

Hey mister, can I help you?

I want to, I need to.   

I want the ultimate, the truth, the love, the eternal

Words don’t have to make sense

Senses don’t have to make word

Letting the light shine and go

Loving the ultimate

Resting on the soul of heaven

I feel already better

To let these words come out

Come out? Or go out?

Are they coming or are they going?

One more question?

Life is made of questions many

Life is made of answers to many questions

Without questions there is no movement

And answers give light to the movement

Hey mister, can I help you?

I want to, I need to, I have to.