Hear the soft voice of your heart this day
and you will feel surrounded by love bells...
Put in yourself a necklace of flowers,
picture yourself with a beautiful dress...
Yellow or white, or maybe of Springtime.
Voices go singing all around the World...
And as they try to reach every heart
like Hummingbirds do when looking for nectar,
eternal old dreams of love come to life...
Never ending since then, making us smile.
The Meerkats in love hunt will never waste time
in finding their twin soul and then sing this song...
"Nothing on Earth now can tear us apart...
Endings can be only to a new beginning,
for our spirits will watch the Sun rise every morning".
On the clouds, only the lovers see always
Roses at dawn and Violets at sunset...
Many a Meerkat gather to enjoy
endless love dances, newborn romances,
eternal bonds or love at first sight.
Rise with the Sun, in the arms of your sweetheart,
King, Queen or Princess, with full right to love...
And raise your hand only with a present
to make your love dream shine in big smiles...
Smiles for a moment, joy for each day.
(Edited today, 9 / 24)
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lunes, 13 de febrero de 2012
jueves, 22 de diciembre de 2011
"Mozart Relief And Happiness"
The December 23 was about to end, in many places of the World.
In the homeland of Meerkats, a soft but strange light could be seen as if coming from the sky... A light that seemed to grow as the hours went by.
The Starsky Mob had been foraging and having some problems with the Aztecs, who attacked them two or three times.
Suddenly all the members of both groups stopped right where each of them was, after having heard the cry made by a huge bird of prey; only this time, no one would think in running straight to the shelter of a burrow... They only stayed there, looking upwards, and soon this is what they saw:
The white, soft light spreading all over the desert seemed to get a little denser, having a globe-like shape with the size of the Moon. It stood there for hours, vanishing only after midnight, and only to return at dawn.
So, that very special day, it was like no one could think about food of any kind, under the influence of that strange new Moon. And no one was suffering from hunger.
When it returned, in Christmas Eve, it looked even bigger... Much closer to the ground. And it was so.
By midday, that Moon showed yet another mysterious shape: right in the middle, a little standing figure seemed to shine in gold and pink at the same time... When that figure appeared, all the newborns in the Kalahari felt refreshed, healthy and with their bellies full up. But, who was such benefactress presence?
Because along with the light had come a sensation of cold, but even with this no one was feeling bad.
Between the hours of evening and the night, the little Moon descended to the top of a tree, always with that presence inside.
And, could it be that it had little wings, like the Butterflies'? ...Well, yes: two pairs of them.
And could really be that the little figure looked so much like a Meerkat?
Again, yes, because that's exactly what the Starskys and the Aztecs saw immediately; and their eyes could never be wrong.
Finally, could it be that some of the astonished watchers recognized that winged figure as one of them?
Well, the answer can only be: "Yes!" ...Because suddenly the little presence started to talk, somehow, from the tree; and her words were sent to all, no mattered if it was Bird, Meerkat or Snake.
"Maybe you are very surprised, my good enemies and very good old friends. But I felt the desire of making a little visit to some members of my family; and to my own surprise, I'm here".
"I won't talk about old times, now, they're a big shadow covering my past, which turned me into a dark Moon".
"Now I can't return; at least not yet, but there's only bright light in me... You should actually see me like a little star. But never mind, good people. My presence here has another reasons".
"I wanted to bring this very night, to my own homeland, a little gift from very far away. One wich could bring a new freshness to all who must live in this desert".
"So accept what I'm giving, everyone, and stay tonight creating white burrows that tomorrow will be a pleasant memory, because I don't think I can do it again next year".
The first snowflakes started to fall, from the grey mantle of light, covering the whole desert... Still over that tree, the faerie-like figure watched her "little world" being covered, but remembering for a moment her sorrowful past...
"No", she said to herself. "That's lost in my memory, now... And what was my name? Oh, of course, they called me Mozart. But even that, is in the shadows of my past. Right now, if they could see me, I'd like being called something like... 'Lady Faerie'. Yes, that would be a very good name".
"The only sorrow in me, this time, is the impossibility to join them and play -even with Eagles and Snakes-, all through this beautiful night... The night that snowed in the Kalahari".
(Edited today, 1/23/12)
In the homeland of Meerkats, a soft but strange light could be seen as if coming from the sky... A light that seemed to grow as the hours went by.
The Starsky Mob had been foraging and having some problems with the Aztecs, who attacked them two or three times.
Suddenly all the members of both groups stopped right where each of them was, after having heard the cry made by a huge bird of prey; only this time, no one would think in running straight to the shelter of a burrow... They only stayed there, looking upwards, and soon this is what they saw:
The white, soft light spreading all over the desert seemed to get a little denser, having a globe-like shape with the size of the Moon. It stood there for hours, vanishing only after midnight, and only to return at dawn.
So, that very special day, it was like no one could think about food of any kind, under the influence of that strange new Moon. And no one was suffering from hunger.
When it returned, in Christmas Eve, it looked even bigger... Much closer to the ground. And it was so.
By midday, that Moon showed yet another mysterious shape: right in the middle, a little standing figure seemed to shine in gold and pink at the same time... When that figure appeared, all the newborns in the Kalahari felt refreshed, healthy and with their bellies full up. But, who was such benefactress presence?
Because along with the light had come a sensation of cold, but even with this no one was feeling bad.
Between the hours of evening and the night, the little Moon descended to the top of a tree, always with that presence inside.
And, could it be that it had little wings, like the Butterflies'? ...Well, yes: two pairs of them.
And could really be that the little figure looked so much like a Meerkat?
Again, yes, because that's exactly what the Starskys and the Aztecs saw immediately; and their eyes could never be wrong.
Finally, could it be that some of the astonished watchers recognized that winged figure as one of them?
Well, the answer can only be: "Yes!" ...Because suddenly the little presence started to talk, somehow, from the tree; and her words were sent to all, no mattered if it was Bird, Meerkat or Snake.
"Maybe you are very surprised, my good enemies and very good old friends. But I felt the desire of making a little visit to some members of my family; and to my own surprise, I'm here".
"I won't talk about old times, now, they're a big shadow covering my past, which turned me into a dark Moon".
"Now I can't return; at least not yet, but there's only bright light in me... You should actually see me like a little star. But never mind, good people. My presence here has another reasons".
"I wanted to bring this very night, to my own homeland, a little gift from very far away. One wich could bring a new freshness to all who must live in this desert".
"So accept what I'm giving, everyone, and stay tonight creating white burrows that tomorrow will be a pleasant memory, because I don't think I can do it again next year".
The first snowflakes started to fall, from the grey mantle of light, covering the whole desert... Still over that tree, the faerie-like figure watched her "little world" being covered, but remembering for a moment her sorrowful past...
"No", she said to herself. "That's lost in my memory, now... And what was my name? Oh, of course, they called me Mozart. But even that, is in the shadows of my past. Right now, if they could see me, I'd like being called something like... 'Lady Faerie'. Yes, that would be a very good name".
"The only sorrow in me, this time, is the impossibility to join them and play -even with Eagles and Snakes-, all through this beautiful night... The night that snowed in the Kalahari".
(Edited today, 1/23/12)
martes, 2 de noviembre de 2010
"Mozart Relief And Happiness"
Oh, I almost forget this day... That little Princess was born in the first week of November along with other three Meerkats. Now this little song is for her; the music should be one of another song whose bottom line says "A circle complete... The graves of love" (I don't know the name).
Mozart, if you could be born again, what you would do?
Will all that sorrows be left behind, like traveled roads?
And if you can find that Knight always dreamed,
will all your children grow up without hate?
You had lived to suffer...
Those days are forever gone.
A great and ill fate always waited for you,
while arrows of sadness would follow your steps.
But nothing of that ever will reach your heart...
You'll come with a shield made of silver hope stars.
And when you're there, looking all the world around,
your children will make a tale of joy.
Mozart, if someday you live again under that Sun,
I hope he'll watch over you this time, between the sands.
And if a danger that comes from the sky
is going to take all you've gained by own right,
may even the Sun light
protect all your most loved ones.
And when you're there, in the place of Queen at last
that crown will make all your dreams come true.
Mozart, if you could be born again, what you would do?
Will all that sorrows be left behind, like traveled roads?
And if you can find that Knight always dreamed,
will all your children grow up without hate?
You had lived to suffer...
Those days are forever gone.
A great and ill fate always waited for you,
while arrows of sadness would follow your steps.
But nothing of that ever will reach your heart...
You'll come with a shield made of silver hope stars.
And when you're there, looking all the world around,
your children will make a tale of joy.
Mozart, if someday you live again under that Sun,
I hope he'll watch over you this time, between the sands.
And if a danger that comes from the sky
is going to take all you've gained by own right,
may even the Sun light
protect all your most loved ones.
And when you're there, in the place of Queen at last
that crown will make all your dreams come true.
domingo, 1 de noviembre de 2009
"Mozart Relief And Happiness"
Mozart, sweet girl,
in your little Heaven
you're just great,
Princess Girl.
Mozart, Love-Star...
Not a single tear
will ever change
your smiling face.
We miss you,
we love you,
and cry for you...
But that's how things are here.
The only thing you must do,
is to shine with joy
like newborn stars
as much as you want.
Princess of Sands,
your tears have become
the longed rain,
bringer of hope.
Shed no more tears...
Even your lost children
will be there,
always for you.
You've been
after all
the best mother,
because a bleeding heart
is just as good as one
which can keep around
the ones that loves
and wants to care for.
(Your heart knows...).
Remember
to look
always forward,
and see what you may find...
For what we think it's lost
will return some day
a hundred times
and covered with gold.
Mozart, sweet girl,
if you're still in Heaven,
now I think,
that you're called there
"Princess Mother Star"
by many a soul,
Desert Girl.
My latest poem for Mozart, the Meerkat; the melody is the same of "Michelle, ma belle..."
in your little Heaven
you're just great,
Princess Girl.
Mozart, Love-Star...
Not a single tear
will ever change
your smiling face.
We miss you,
we love you,
and cry for you...
But that's how things are here.
The only thing you must do,
is to shine with joy
like newborn stars
as much as you want.
Princess of Sands,
your tears have become
the longed rain,
bringer of hope.
Shed no more tears...
Even your lost children
will be there,
always for you.
You've been
after all
the best mother,
because a bleeding heart
is just as good as one
which can keep around
the ones that loves
and wants to care for.
(Your heart knows...).
Remember
to look
always forward,
and see what you may find...
For what we think it's lost
will return some day
a hundred times
and covered with gold.
Mozart, sweet girl,
if you're still in Heaven,
now I think,
that you're called there
"Princess Mother Star"
by many a soul,
Desert Girl.
My latest poem for Mozart, the Meerkat; the melody is the same of "Michelle, ma belle..."
viernes, 9 de octubre de 2009
The Meerkats.. The Movie!
The Meerkats For Ever!!!(And In Their New Movie)
Besides, yesterday there they aired the movie
about Flower's early days...
It means, double party for us Meerkat lovers!
Here, The Old Pictures Of Them:
Axle...
De La Soul...
Maybelline...
Mitch...
Rocket...
Sophie...
...And Tosca!Now, The Whiskers Can At Last Be Very,
Very Much More Famous...
A big and long YAY, for them!
miércoles, 14 de enero de 2009
"Mozart's Relief And Happiness"
Do you remember who you were
in that desert land so cruel ?
You were born to fight for your dreams
which fell from your broken heart.
Your life seemed a punishment
and you endured it all like a martyr...
Your love was big, but not so strong
against a life hard as stone.
Hold me tight... Calm your sorrows ;
Come, sweet girl... Forget all your sadness here.
Why do you tell me those things ?
Now I'm almost breaking down...
I can't believe that tragic life,
nobody suffers so much.
What have become of my dreams,
and where's the love I seem to have forgotten ?
If all you've said is just the thruth,
where I will find what I lost ?
Hold me now.. Calm yor sorrows here ;
come, sweet girl... Forget your old sadness here.
Hold me now...
for now you've gained a place reserved for Queens.
Don't stay sad,
cry only if you need...
There can't be sorrows here ;
and all you want
you will always have,
for those tears you've shed in life.
If my life after all
was an ocean of tears,
that my heart had to hide
while my eyes had inside...
there were no more ways
in which I could sail out
to reach this shore in my soulboat.
Now I know with all my heart
that I'm at last
where love can be so perfect,
and where my soul would like to stay
just to be part of every heart.
Yet if I stay here for long
while down on Earth there's someone
full of sorrows, I should take there
the love that's here
and change all sadness into joy.
Hold me tight... My little Angel.
hold me tight, your heart needs not to be blessed ;
come, sweet girl... Your love knows no frontiers ;
come, sweet girl... Your soul now needs to sleep here ;
hold me tight now... You don't have to go so soon ;
hold me tight... For now you'll live in the place,
in the place where you belong.
in that desert land so cruel ?
You were born to fight for your dreams
which fell from your broken heart.
Your life seemed a punishment
and you endured it all like a martyr...
Your love was big, but not so strong
against a life hard as stone.
Hold me tight... Calm your sorrows ;
Come, sweet girl... Forget all your sadness here.
Why do you tell me those things ?
Now I'm almost breaking down...
I can't believe that tragic life,
nobody suffers so much.
What have become of my dreams,
and where's the love I seem to have forgotten ?
If all you've said is just the thruth,
where I will find what I lost ?
Hold me now.. Calm yor sorrows here ;
come, sweet girl... Forget your old sadness here.
Hold me now...
for now you've gained a place reserved for Queens.
Don't stay sad,
cry only if you need...
There can't be sorrows here ;
and all you want
you will always have,
for those tears you've shed in life.
If my life after all
was an ocean of tears,
that my heart had to hide
while my eyes had inside...
there were no more ways
in which I could sail out
to reach this shore in my soulboat.
Now I know with all my heart
that I'm at last
where love can be so perfect,
and where my soul would like to stay
just to be part of every heart.
Yet if I stay here for long
while down on Earth there's someone
full of sorrows, I should take there
the love that's here
and change all sadness into joy.
Hold me tight... My little Angel.
hold me tight, your heart needs not to be blessed ;
come, sweet girl... Your love knows no frontiers ;
come, sweet girl... Your soul now needs to sleep here ;
hold me tight now... You don't have to go so soon ;
hold me tight... For now you'll live in the place,
in the place where you belong.
domingo, 7 de diciembre de 2008
"Daisy's Relief And Happiness"
This week, she must be remembered for what she did...
And for what she wanted to do.
Now she can always see her dreams and desires come true.
jueves, 6 de noviembre de 2008
domingo, 26 de octubre de 2008
"Mozart's Relief And Happiness"
...And The More She Suffered Big Sorrow,
The More Her Heart Fought For The Love
She Wanted To Give And Receive
sábado, 24 de mayo de 2008
viernes, 23 de mayo de 2008
“Mozart’s Relief And Happiness”
While The Queen Was Keeping Her Reign,
She Always Tried To Follow Her Heart.
domingo, 16 de marzo de 2008
"Following Flower's Steps"
Maybelline, shining before the world,
and sure of herself;
ready to subdue anyone who dares
to try defeating her.
Go on, girl !!!
martes, 12 de febrero de 2008
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