JUST WALKING TO THE CENTER
X.Wells
It’s time to travel,
To nature, to peace.
I seek the essential, nothing more:
The purity of silence,
The relief of being able to feel (everything)
Without needing permission…
It’s now! It’s time!
The energy increases,
The heart quiets and the gaze softens…
It’s healing, not madness!
It’s the path to the center of mandala, of mandala…
Walking to the center of my Self, of my Self…
I’m invisible, hidden in the Self.
My face isn’t the same anymore,
No one sees me at all,
And I can now feel my peace
Or even my joy
Without setting off the alarm…
KEY TO YOUR HEART
X.Wells
Show me your heart, it beats like a drum!
I can hold your hand till the morning comes…
Is your heart does good? it hum like a tune…
Does it glow like the sun or hide like the moon?
A heart that works, it never tires,
Pushing blood and lighting fires.
But what does it work for?
What does it beat for?
Your heart’s the gift that’s holding the key.
Take care of the key to your heart,
Take care of the calm and sweet.
Does your heart have a door with a lock and a chain?
Does it dance in the joy, does it ache in the rain?
Is it soft as a whisper, is it loud as a shout?
Does it pull people in or push them out?
But what does it work for?
What does it beat for?
Your heart’s the gift that’s holding the key…
Take care of the key to your heart,
Take care of the calm and sweet.
Oh, your heart, it works day and night,
Never stopping, always right…
A quiet engine, a burning flame…
Never selfish, never tame…
SPREADING BLESSINGS UPON MYSELF
X.Wells
Daily recognizing what it means to be victorious.
Early in the morning, being grateful for life, for the air, for the sun…
Yes, exchanging all judgment again and again for compassion,
Affirming self-confidence each time, to cloud, cover,
or shatter the old mirror…
These are small acts of rebellion against the inner illegal police.
With much patience cleaning the garbage deposited in my ears,
Spreading showers of blessings upon myself.
I will water and nourish, I will bless my own strength.
I will be good and careful with myself,
more than I have ever been with others…
A VERY SPECIAL GOODBYE
X.Wells
I want you, but very far away, my love.
After so many years of trying,
goodbye forever, I’m leaving you.
A great, oblique, and reversed love,
Impossible to feel, touch, or love.
Now or before, time is gone,
lost forever without direction.
Lies are good for never telling,
for not discovering, for never knowing.
Lies cannot be the basis for anything.
Goodbye forever!
I’m going back to the time of respect,
it’s been a long time, hmmm?
…and more hmmm, hmmm, hmmm. ah. ah, ah, ahhhh
PERGAMINHO
X.Wells
Obrigado Senhor pelo fogo que ardeu
No calor da dor meu coração se refez
Foi lá na fornalha que tudo se perdeu
E renasci forte nos Teus pés
O fogo me moldou mas não me destruiu
Cada chama um passo para o Teu querer
Na trilha estreita meu ser se abriu
E hoje ando firme sem temer
Obrigado Senhor pelo fogo que forjou
Minha alma em brasas mas nunca apagou
Foi a dor que me guiou ao Teu caminho
Agora sou Tua obra sou Teu pergaminho
No calor encontrei Tua voz a me chamar
Entre cinzas vi Tua luz a brilhar
O fogo não é o fim é só o começar
É Tua mão divina a me lapidar
Obrigado Senhor pelo fogo que forjou
Minha alma em brasas mas nunca apagou
A dor que me guiou ao Teu caminho
Agora sou Tua obra sou Teu pergaminho
Hoje caminho no trilho que preparaste
Cada passo uma prova do que me deste
Obrigado Senhor por tudo o que vivi
No fogo renasci agora estou aqui