Poetry Of Light
Translated from spanish
Thursday, July 4, 2013
Saturday, November 26, 2011
The power of Mind
To Think
Very strong creativity force
Powerful driving force moving universes
Able to illuminate this darkness
They ignore you in this world
You are creative and vivifying force
Your ideas float in the air
Condense and create ethereal forms
Finally taking real shape
The power of out thoughts
The world does not know
Our thoughts
Are clear and full of light
As we think, that we are
Divine thought
The world does not know your power
Because he used you bad sometime
Let our souls be
Clear radiant waters
Flooding from that light
To use you
And change this world
A single molecule with the thought
Focused and well used
Has the power itself
The universal movement
Divine thought
Give me wisdom
To use you ..
01-feb-96
Mendicants for Love
We live this life for love
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We suffer because love is absent in our lives
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But many times we have banished it from our side
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Even so , love keep coming to us in many ways
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But we are not able to perceive it..
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Love is union, union of souls and our Creator
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Union through other souls
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Others that really need us
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But we refuse to give that little piece of mine
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We suffer from lack of love
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But we are unable to give it
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Because we think and believe
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Perfect love is waiting for all souls
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When love is coming from inside our own hearts
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Love comes to those
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That simply have a willing heart
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For those who have achieved inner peace
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And are able to suffer for others
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Love comes to those who have prepared for it
We are Mendicants for Love
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Riders from the Dark
In this beautiful land have been sent
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Shining rays of light
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Beings able to perceive that ,ourstanding light
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That does not burn, which makes us understand
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That gives us warmth in the middle of winter darkness
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Are sent back to us for one last time
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For men to understand
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Men often have turned off the lamps
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Being in deep darkness for long ...
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Once more have been sent when the earth awakens from a long slumber
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When many are able to see the light and follow it
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They are among us again
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Can not distinguish them at a glance
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Many ask, How they are ?.... Where they are ?
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Although its origin is sublime
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Can not be distinguished at a glance
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Look like everyone else
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Born and have grown with us
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To distinguish them we must pray for the enlightenment
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Humbly ask to be sent the shining light
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Offered to all who sincerely seek for it
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As a refreshing rain ... like the light rays of a sunrise that iluminate everything
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As the heat of the sun after a dark, cold night
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We just have to prepare for it , in our inner self
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An amphora inside us is ready to receive that light
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Need to be complety flatten and then start to radiate outward
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Unfortunately for many this internal space has been filled with garbage
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So we should clean it as much as possible and thus have more capacity for filling light
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Qe must be prepared to receive that light in abundance
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To fill happiness as we have never experienced
enlightening ourselves and around us
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We just have to be careful
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To discern because the other side, and also for a last time
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Have also been unleashed dark riders
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They look men to take within them
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But not to seek the happiness of man but of themselves
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They have been given a lot of intelligence ... and know how to use
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To manipulate men, even the most prepared
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Have the people skills, they know what the man wants to hear.
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Know the magic words and the gentle men want
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They need to be heard, need to be leaders, their ego is constantly asking for it.
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Many-headed dragons are grown in the dark
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Is their last chance, and will prove to men.
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Again we wonder, where are they? How they are ?
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Only in this light we can clearly distinguish
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The truth is only one and shines ... can not be changed
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Only in the darkness, where man can not tell
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These dragons of poverty, they are very clever.
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Going to take this truth and use it against men
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Are wolves in sheep's clothing, subtly manipulating the light
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Only against the enlightened they can not
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Their falsehood will be discovered, because they can not hide
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Because the light is falling, and darkness will nor preveal
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To protect them in their delusion ..
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They only cause pain and misery all around
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Can not sustain the lie again
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His words fall like sand castles
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Their empires will be carried by the wind, destroyed by light
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They carry the darkness were they go, generate pain and sorrow
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Known by its fruit the tree can not produce happiness
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When they do not understand, because they have no light shining on their own
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Thieves, who use the brightness of other peoples to manage
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Are very clever, stop your little light goes off
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Can not handle the truth brought by the truly enlightened
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Their false sounding words are empty
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No more symbols remain in the dark
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The truth is plain and simple and supports the fury with which it is attacked
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By riders who sought to destroy the dark again
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They only leave pain behind them
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Can not support the false happiness for long.
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Are on the lookout in daylight and are willing to destroy anything that stands before them
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But his false words will fall ... to make way for the new light
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To enter into the hearts of those who have desired so much
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Because this light has come for everyone ... not just for a few
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And when man understands .. Finally come the happiness to this beautiful land ..
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