I WISH

that you can be happy every day...

that you can smile each time

that somebody needs your smile...

that your heart be overloaded by joy...

that the sunset takes away

your disillusions of each day...

that all dawn always brings

the possibility of a new beginning...

that you’ll be happy forever and ever …………

Friendship * Khalil Gibran *

And a youth said, "Speak to us of Friendship."

Your friend is your needs answered.

He is your field which you sow

with love and reap with thanksgiving.

And he is your board and your fireside.

For you come to him with your hunger,

and you seek him for peace.

When your friend speaks his mind you fear

not the "nay" in your own mind, nor do you withhold the "ay."

And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart;

For without words, in friendship, all thoughts,

all desires, all expectations are born and shared,

with joy that is unclaimed.

When you part from your friend, you grieve not;

For that which you love most in him may be

clearer in his absence, as the mountain

to the climber is clearer from the plain.

And let there be no purpose in friendship

save the deepening of the spirit.

For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of

its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth:

and only the unprofitable is caught.

And let your best be for your friend.

If he must know the ebb of your tide,

let him know its flood also.

For what is your friend that you should

seek him with hours to kill?

Seek him always with hours to live.

For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness.

And in the sweetness of friendship

let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures.

For in the dew of little things

the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

E R I K,

Gian Franco Pagliaro -- Te Amo

Te amo

Te amo de una manera inexplicable.

De una forma inconfesable.

De un modo contradictorio.   

Te amo

Con mis estados de ánimo que son muchos,

y cambian de humor continuamente.

Por lo que ya sabes,

El tiempo. la vida, la muerte.    

Te amo

Con el mundo que no entiendo.

Con la gente que no comprende.

Con la ambivalencia de mi alma.

Con la incoherencia de mis actos,

Con la fatalidad del destino.

Con la conspiración del deseo.

Con la ambigüedad de los hechos.

Aún cuando te digo que no te amo, te amo.

Hasta cuando te engaño, no te engaño.

En el fondo, llevo a cabo un plan,

para amarte mejor.  

Te amo.

Sin reflexionar, inconscientemente,

irresponsablemente, espontáneamente,

involuntariamente, por instinto,

por impulso, irracionalmente.    

En efecto no tengo argumentos lógicos,

ni siquiera improvisados

para fundamentar este amor que siento por ti,

que surgió misteriosamente de la nada,

que no ha resuelto mágicamente nada,

y que milagrosamente, de a poco, con poco y nada

ha mejorado lo peor de mi.    

Te amo.

Te amo con un cuerpo que no piensa,

con un corazón que no razona,

con una cabeza que no coordina.  

Te amo

incomprensiblemente.

Sin preguntarme por qué te amo.

Sin importarme por qué te amo.

Sin cuestionarme por qué te amo.   

Te amo

sencillamente porque te amo.

Yo mismo no se por qué te amo