Not Enough

Here are no more hours to live in company of your broken soul. It all comes down to a delicate sensation that almost ends up blurring itself. What's the point right now of tearing your throat from something that's already over? What is the use of crying for what has already been lost? In front of you lies a forest full of life, waiting for you to approach it. No longer waste time crying bitterly. Life calls you. Are you going to make it wait even more? Jump at once and don't you dare look back. Fear only makes you stagnate where you are today. The wind gently calls you. It's time for you to break your chains once and for all.

The fountains mix with the river

And the rivers with the ocean,

The winds of heaven are together forever

With a sweet emotion;

Nothing in the world is completely alone.

The ruins of the old city shudder.

The heart yearns for the sound that gave it life yesterday.

There are things that can never be completely forgotten.

The old piano no longer plays the same notes as yesterday.

You yourself were the one in charge of turning off its sound forever.

You thought you knew it, but unfortunately you were wrong.

There is no prayer to save what was lost in yesterday's storm.

No one has time to cry over what happened yesterday.

It only remains to look ahead to try to build a future.

It is the only option that life leaves you to continue walking.

The river is not yet completely dry. The rain continues to feed it.

A clean sky opens up in front of you. You don't need to hide what you are anymore.

You don't need to pretend interest in that plastic that everyone values so much today. You are free to shout your truth to the world. You don't need to drown in rivers of gold to feel fully happy. The light that your heart has dreamed of since the day you were born is around you. Do you know it? If you haven't fully realized it, that means the false glitter of the city may have already blinded you. You would not be the first or the last to whom such a thing happens. You can confirm this by opening any popular magazine or social media profile. The appearance has been gaining the place to everything that makes real sense.

A drop of rain falls from the highest point in the sky.

One more tear that sacrifices its life to be reborn.

Its act is priceless, as are the best things.

There is not enough money to buy beauty.

There is not enough money to buy peace of mind.

There is no money worth more than the hug you long for.

The shiny plastic ends up wearing out quickly.

Would you like your mind to lose all its brightness?

Would you like your heart to end up turning to stone?

Would you like to become incapable of feeling the simplest of joys?

Open your mind at the same time as your heart and forget for a moment about the pain you experienced yesterday. Let go of those chains that tied you to a past that no longer has a place in your life today.

There is not enough money to buy beauty.

There is not enough money to buy peace of mind.

There is no money worth more than the hug you long for.

The shiny plastic ends up wearing out quickly.

Would you like your mind to lose all its brightness?

Would you like your heart to end up turning to stone?

Would you like to become incapable of feeling the simplest of joys?