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Just one look at you, and I can feel
That we are part of each other
As memories are part of our stories
And stories are a part of our lives
You give new meaning to my time
Turning dangers into adventures
Mistakes into life lessons
And sunshine into happiness

A simple truth brought us closer
In a beautifully unexpected way:
Even when you hold my hand
We are not in the same place
Our eyes look at one landscape
But our hearts see different worlds
Our pasts made us into two people
Who now share the same future

I love walking in your world
And feel how your sunny days
Can shine through my worst storms
But I know I have to learn it well
What for me is an open road
For you can be a winding path
And I might find rocks on my way
Or step on the gardens you grew

Can I make your world a better place
Without changing who you are?
When should I be a gardener
Planting new flowers and trees?
When the Sun and rain feeding them
Or the wind, carrying their seeds?
I want to learn this art, step by step
Because your reality is now my own

I saw my mother sitting
Quietly absorbed in her thoughts
She had been my guide in life
Now I cared for her with love
But her eyes seemed to speak
A language I could not understand
A language that talked about peace
And I wished I could grasp

She had taught me all the secrets
The meaning of the words
The beauty of each color
And how to write a song
Each lesson was a new road
To undiscovered lands in my mind
I remembered all that patient love
And I finally understood

I touched her hand and said:
You taught me about the world
Now you show me what is beyond
Silent words, invisible colors
And songs we sing with our hearts
Caring for someone is a lesson
A road to new lands in our souls
Where we learn the language of peace
She looked at me and smiled

One fateful day, I saw an old man
Sitting in silent contemplation
With a deep look in his eyes
As if watching the future being written
With the words created in the past
Or listening to that song we all sing
But few hear, and fewer can understand
I asked him if he could share advice
To make sense of this confusing life

He said: This you need to know
Power is a very special mirror
That shows us who we really are
It is a force that lets us shape reality
By changing our world and others
Ask yourself this simple question
If you had power in your hands
Whose world would you change
And why?

Friendship is a bright sun
That shines inside your heart
A warm and gentle presence
That looks at you and smiles
Because it knows who you are
Like a tiny bird whose journeys
You can only see in its eyes

Dark clouds and heavy rain
Cannot make it go away
But only stronger and brighter
Wrap your hands around it
And feel its warming calm
Face it and close your eyes
Let it bring you peace

Those who get on their feet
Seeking new heights in life
And can face the rocky roads
Until they reach the summit
Are destined for success

Those who get on their feet
After reaching the summit
Sensing new heights to find
And face the rocky roads again
Are destined for greatness

Never stop chasing your dreams
Until the fire in your heart
Lights the lives of all around
The journey does not get easier
But now you know your strength

The time will come when
Not the strength of my arms or tools
Keeps my world alive
But the fruits from the seeds I sowed
In the garden I was given

The time will come when
Understanding is my trusted guide
And I follow the path it shows
Not questioning the hills and curves
To places I would never expect

The time will come when
My weak and shaking hands
Craft the best creations of my life
With skills learned over so much time
Memories have faded into the mist

The time will come when
I might open my eyes and realize
I have built a fortress for myself
Instead of bridges for others
And can’t remember the reason why

The time will come when
Smiles that are never seen
And words that are never heard
Become the strong canvas I need
To paint the meaning of my life

The time will come when
I hear the voices from the past
And see where life is taking me
Yes, the time will come
I hope it’s not too late

I once met a traveler in a place far away
His eyes told the story of a world I was starting to see
He said: I will share a secret I learned on the road
But first you must answer these two questions

Do you think the ocean ever wants to give up
While sculpting the rock day after day after day?
Simple waves can seem such senseless tasks
But patience turns them into the world we know

How can a river find its way in an unexplored place?
Each step means changing the world or changing itself
When does it push the rock, when does it flow around?
Until the hidden path becomes the one to follow

When life seems confusing and without direction
Seek the invisible path only your heart can find
And don’t fear walking with invisible steps
They will take you farther than you can imagine