Capitã da Minha Alma

Mergulhei de cabeça

Tinha profundidade do tornozelo

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

Espremo as últimas lágrimas

Do conto fracassado

Saem, do peso denso da mentira

O caráter fraco quebra-se

Estilhaçam-se partes jamais antes vistas

Rasgam as pontas soltas

Abandonadas no lodo da existência

Seu olhar verde podre

Trespassa a tua boca comprada

Vomito a bilis

E descarrego a última página

De um capítulo que jamais saberemos

Se sequer existiu

Que esvai-se, com o peso denso da mentira

 Listen to the silence in your heart

Listen to the silence, it's the start

From silence comer sounds

From sounds come words

From words come prayers

From prayers grows peace

In peace love grows

With love we heal

Our ancestors

Our children

And our souls

- Maneesh de Moor - 

 It’s worth the most when it’s the most difficult to find