If I were a Work of Art
The opportunities to remain inanimate in life are many and extensive, however, stopping no matter how much you want the world to stop and getting off does not make any sense, it would not solve anything... the world would start again perhaps more overwhelmingly to recover the time that It was detained and we would cause a greater evil, only you would not live it and at the moment that you think is furthest away it arrives... always believing it, what you have expected will arrive... I call that Faith...
Don't give up, please don't give in,
even if the cold burns,
even if fear bites,
even if the sun sets and the wind stops,
there is still fire in your soul,
there is still life in your dreams,
because every day is a beginning.
because this is the time and the best moment,
because you are not alone,
because I love you.
Love with intensity without expecting results, remember that dignity speaks and sometimes shouts so that you trust it to tell you how long and how much to endure… love… everything and everyone without measure, it will return to you multiplied in blessings, take risks of unique moments, no matter your age or where you are, carry out your work, however humble it may be, with soul...you will be very calm when you die...that's what I call serving.
Escape from criticizing others, from judging for anything or everything, don't fall asleep, be you with your dark and bright sides, say your heartfelt word with respect, praise, motivate, embrace... help with your well-accomplished work, do your part without traces... I call this authenticity.
Bury our fears and embrace life, there are two ways to live with fear and with love, we choose and that is a true art, the poem tells us about not giving up, even if it is difficult, even if we are alone, even if the noise of the bombs hide the chirping of the birds, our dreams will always be there.