Soar

Whenever I learn a new word, I feel strong, for I discover a new world. Whenever I share a word, I feel weak: I give away a sparkle of my dreams. (Soar)

I will not impress you with words, I will prove to you their definition. It__ a genuine vocabulary.

You, my reader, who see me close, wonder about my heartbeats and measure my words, you my close friend who know my eyes and the home of their prose, you, my only lover, who always move my life, my poetry's pace and rhyme,...I can not disclose the shape of metaphors, nor what they bashfully display behind the robes of their naked source; but you can use the eyes of heart to feel what they are made of. And if it's a tear or a smile I evoke, it means we are human, it means we care and we love. It means we are both beautiful. (Soar)

Reality is not made of dreams, until you make them real.

When flying dreams hit the soil of reality, all that remains are the imprints of experience.

Beautiful feelings soar freely, while true care roots deeply. Real love can only bedefined by them both.

If you want the light, like you say you do, then why do you keep it strangled in thedark? If you preach love, like you strive to, why do you run away from practising?My love,the universe you fumble for doesn__ exist, if you don__ start from within. Before you,all that I can be is eyes and heart. And all that I can do is to remain by your side,for I can__ love you any less than the more I do now.

Although steady and slow are the trail to love, there is no path to see through without the engine of passionate and true. (Soar)

At times, love is silent because of too much hurt or too much care. At all times,love is the strongest voice you can always rely on.

If you don't look before the dusk and beyond the dawn, you won't be able to see the sun. (Soar)

Time, so majestically fine, was passing by when I asked him to stop, a while, and lay his imprint upon the spaciousness of feelings: his face, reflected in the mirror of my memories, his smile, envisaged by my eyes, in quest of his new dwellings with wells of meanings. And there, he stopped its moment... and kissed my curiosity. It was then when I felt in love with him.

_ For everything precious and pure coming in our lives should be treated likewise.

In dealing with many words and different cultures every day, I have come to realize that the essence of life can be reduced to the magic of three sentences, in the order of their strength: __ apologize_, __ love you_, __i_. The use and the meaning you replenish them with become the mirror of yourself, eventually of an entire humanity. (Soar)

Eyes closed on an open soul...the world starts from within its core towards its final frontier: the end surface.

There are things we do that the human mind doesn't understand, yet the same things are meant for the heart to fully comprehend.

When the words have been said and the music has been played, feelings are the only form of art which will remain to reign. (Soar)

Winning a love is just an outcome, keeping a love is a true accomplishment.

Falling in desire with truth and hope is enhancing our soul with a precious love...