En la memeoria de algunas personas que pasaron por el living de la vida.
Me ha llevado unos cuantos años comprender que no puedo retener a todos aquellos que hubiese querido.
Simplemente no he podido.
Muchas veces quisieramos que ciertas personas permnezcan por siempre a nuestro lado,o al menos estén cerca, en aquella orilla donde podamos vigilarlos.
Desafortunadamente esto no siempre ocurre así.
Algunas personas dan un paso muy fugaz por nuestros días y de pronto desaparecen. Quedamos atónitos, sin movernos, sin comprender que ha ocurrido ni por qué.
Luego de varias caídas y reflexiones entiendo que ciertas personas tienen un paso muy significativo. Muchas veces su visita es corta, otras no tanto, pero se van.
Quizá a veces nuestra necesidad o confianza en que estarán por siempre no nos dejan entender que todo aquel que se sube a nuestro tren, lo hace para dejarnos algo: una enseñanza.
Luego desaparecen. Esa persona ha realizado su cumplido en nuestras vidas, y debe partir.
A veces nos cuesta entender por qué hay personas que simplemente aparecen y nos cambian la vida para siempre.
viernes, 24 de julio de 2009
Lo inalterable
Tal vez era cuestión de aprender.
Tal vez era cuestión de hablar y no de odiar.
Tal vez y solo tal vez era preocuparme por mi y no por los demás.
Cuando asumimos que el tiempo vivido, pertenece al reloj del pasado, anulamos lo
que hoy podría ser.
Es verdad que hay cosas que ya no vuelven, pero de un tiempo a hoy, he adquirido una capacidad: comprender que nada se pierde, todo se transforma en algo diferente. Tal como lo explica el principio básico de la física.
Tal vez era cuestión de hablar y no de odiar.
Tal vez y solo tal vez era preocuparme por mi y no por los demás.
Cuando asumimos que el tiempo vivido, pertenece al reloj del pasado, anulamos lo
que hoy podría ser.
Es verdad que hay cosas que ya no vuelven, pero de un tiempo a hoy, he adquirido una capacidad: comprender que nada se pierde, todo se transforma en algo diferente. Tal como lo explica el principio básico de la física.
Love is everything
Maybe it was to learn how to love
maybe it was to learn how to leave
maybe it was for the games we played
maybe it was to learn how to choose
maybe it was to learn how to lose
maybe it was for the love we made
Maybe it was to learn how to fight
maybe it was for the lesson in pride
maybe it was the cowboys' ways
maybe it was to learn not to lie
maybe it was to learn how to cry
maybe it was for the love we made
Love is everything they said it would be
love did not hold back the reins
but love forgot to make me too blind to see
you're chickening out aren't you?
you're bangin' on the beach like an old tin drum
I cant wait 'til you make
the whole kingdom come
so I'm leaving
So take a lesson from the strangeness you feel
and know you'll never be the same
and find it in your heart to kneel down and say
I gave my love didn't I?
and I gave it big...sometimes
and I gave it in my own sweet time
I'm just leaving...
Taken from "Love is Everything" (Harmony Version) by Jane Siberry. Album: When I was a boy. 1993
maybe it was to learn how to leave
maybe it was for the games we played
maybe it was to learn how to choose
maybe it was to learn how to lose
maybe it was for the love we made
Maybe it was to learn how to fight
maybe it was for the lesson in pride
maybe it was the cowboys' ways
maybe it was to learn not to lie
maybe it was to learn how to cry
maybe it was for the love we made
Love is everything they said it would be
love did not hold back the reins
but love forgot to make me too blind to see
you're chickening out aren't you?
you're bangin' on the beach like an old tin drum
I cant wait 'til you make
the whole kingdom come
so I'm leaving
So take a lesson from the strangeness you feel
and know you'll never be the same
and find it in your heart to kneel down and say
I gave my love didn't I?
and I gave it big...sometimes
and I gave it in my own sweet time
I'm just leaving...
Taken from "Love is Everything" (Harmony Version) by Jane Siberry. Album: When I was a boy. 1993
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Hice un acuerdo de coexistencia pacífica con el tiempo: ni el me persigue, ni yo huyo de él, un día nos encontraremos. (Mario Lago)