these little things slip out of my mouth.

Eternity starts in the Spring. 
God is here 
flawless, gifted, here, there 
He is either my felicity or my frenzy, only God knows
He shouts the nameless and I cannot hear, them Angels, them Saints

He astonishes me. it's like everything He says or does takes me to Alice's Wonderland.

He is insane, trying to cope with the fools, and
I am hopeless - I drink the blood of dramatic symphonies

Life is not a high school musical, it is anticlimaxes, tragedies and hope 
that carries you to the happy ever afters and beyond. It smells like teen spirit, but it is only nirvana.

una bandera de locura.

Begin today. Declare out loud to the universe that you are willing to let go of struggle and eager to learn through joy. -Sarah Ban Breathnach

y vuelve cada madrugada.