Today

I don't know what to say today. I guess I've run, temporarily, out of poetry in my vains. And now all that's left is this raw and compulsive network of information, from which I extract my poetry. It is dangerous to write from it. The words come without their usual cover, and the pages turn into regular diaries full of ideas and dreams, instead of their beautifuly trimmed twin. In short: You'll get exactly what I feel and what I think.
If you know me, you probably know how I dislike that.
That doesn't mean I can't try to work things out.

There's been a post that inspired me. (http://aprfbeat.blogspot.com/2010/08/hoje-nao-tenho-vontade-de-escrever.html) My cousin speaks of little moments that we miss and that we delight in remembering. They become this icon of simple happiness and thinking of them takes us to that sweet, special place inside.

Have you ever found yourself remembering something so simple and realizing "I didn't know how happy I was then..."? And we didn't. Happiness passes us by so fast, that we don't even see it. When we realize it had paid us a small visit, years have already gone by and it is far gone again.

A few days ago, at my gandmother's house, we gathered close to the window and talked about the stars. We talked about how the light that we see now is already so very old.

Happiness is just like a star. Always beautiful, always out of reach and yet lighting up the darkness of the night. And we aknowledge only the light that has shone so long ago...because it is the only light we can see.

But what if we take a step forward? What if we realize that this light is constantly shining? Maybe then we'd know that today,this very hour and this very minute, will shine upon us, years from now. And we'll miss this very moment and wish we could come back and sit here again, in front of this screen. We will wonder how it was ever possible for us to overlook and not aknowledge the great value of Today.

So, don't.