Breathe of life

Poetry is a breath of life to the soul as air is a breath of life to the body

breath of life

 

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Human Rights Day 2017

Human Rights UN

Today is Human Rights Day, these are the 30 rights recognized by United Nations:
Right to Equality
Freedom from Discrimination
Right to Life, Liberty, Personal Security
Freedom from Slavery
Freedom from Torture and Degrading Treatment
Right to Recognition as a Person before the Law
Right to Equality before the Law
Right to Remedy by Competent Tribunal
Freedom from Arbitrary Arrest and Exile
Right to Fair Public Hearing
Right to be Considered Innocent until Proven Guilty
Freedom from Interference with Privacy, Family, Home and Correspondence
Right to Free Movement in and out of the Country
Right to Asylum in other Countries from Persecution
Right to a Nationality and the Freedom to Change It
Right to Marriage and Family
Right to Own Property
Freedom of Belief and Religion
Freedom of Opinion and Information
Right of Peaceful Assembly and Association
Right to Participate in Government and in Free Elections
Right to Social Security
Right to Desirable Work and to Join Trade Unions
Right to Rest and Leisure
Right to Adequate Living Standard
Right to Education
Right to Participate in the Cultural Life of Community
Right to a Social Order that Articulates this Document
Community Duties Essential to Free and Full Development
Freedom from State or Personal Interference in the above Rights

 

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Aging

mirada b-w drawing

Aging means having lived,
having cried and laughed,
means having dreamed and awakened,
overcoming sadness long time accumulated.

To have found what in the soul was lost,
to remember things intentionally forgot,
to have walked the paths of paradise,
and the infernal paths of mournfulness.

Aging takes you on an unknown road,
to fears that were thought overcome,
and other fears never before known.

Aging is like traveling to a final destination,
like approaching alone a place unknown,
with a sensation of butterflies and aching bones.

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“Aging” is a free translation to English,  with some modifications of the original poem “Envejecer”  previously shared in this blog . This English version is also shared under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.

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Envejecer

Envejecer significa haber vivido,

también significa haber llorado y reído,

significa haber soñado y despertado,

superando a veces la tristeza del vacío.

mano y reloj1

 

Haber encontrado lo que el alma había perdido.

haber andado por los caminos del paraíso,

también por algún que otro infierno aborrecido,

recordar a veces algún intencionado olvido.

Envejecer te lleva por caminos,

de miedos que se creían superados,

y miedos que nunca se habían conocido.

Envejecer es como llegar a tu destino,

aproximándote solo a ese sitio desconocido,

con sensación de mariposas y huesos adoloridos…

 

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Beauty

Don’t let sadness steal your ability to enjoy the beauty around you.

Dont let

 

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Sleepy Moon

sleepy Moon

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This short poem “Sleepy Moon” and its image was created by María Antonieta Lorente, and is shared under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.

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​El tiempo y sus tiempos

mi reloj

El tiempo cura nuestras heridas

El tiempo cura nuestros dolores

El tiempo fortalece nuestros lazos

El tiempo borra nuestros errores

 

En él se desvanecen nuestros terrores

En él se construyen nuestros recuerdos,

 

El tiempo está siempre en nuestras vidas,

para desvanecer, construir y borrar,

para sanar, fortalecer y curar.

 

Si al tiempo le dejamos actuar,

el tiempo siempre nos ayudará

en su perfecto e indetenible pasar.​

 

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Este poema corto “El tiempo y sis tiempos” y su imagen es obra de María Antonieta Lorente. Esta obra es compatida bajo la licencia Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.

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