I believe
in the gift
of time.
Enough said.
Sunday, August 11, 2013
Monday, May 27, 2013
mind on the loose
i believe
in letting your mind escape
releasing it wherever it wishes
to go...
and then when the exploration
is finished
letting it come back to you
to you
only to you.
i believe
in letting your mind explore
unspoken conversations
rehearsed only
in the privacy of your
own thoughts
and then when the exploration
is finished
letting it come back to you
to you
only to you.
in letting your mind escape
releasing it wherever it wishes
to go...
and then when the exploration
is finished
letting it come back to you
to you
only to you.
i believe
in letting your mind explore
unspoken conversations
rehearsed only
in the privacy of your
own thoughts
and then when the exploration
is finished
letting it come back to you
to you
only to you.
Monday, June 25, 2012
6/25/12
I believe in summer evenings
where a blanket is needed
while sitting on the porch
when the wind is strolling by
It reminds us that there are
still many warm nights ahead
but sooner or later
the weather must change
I believe those summer evenings
were created for the mere reasons
of books
wine
and
quiet
talks.
where a blanket is needed
while sitting on the porch
when the wind is strolling by
It reminds us that there are
still many warm nights ahead
but sooner or later
the weather must change
I believe those summer evenings
were created for the mere reasons
of books
wine
and
quiet
talks.
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Words
Words
by Stella Villalba
I believe in the power of words
in the power of their touch
their transcendental message
and the question marks it leaves behind.
I believe in the solitude of words
when they hang and linger in our minds
maybe longer than they should
filling the space with doubts
I believe in the magic of words
when said it at the right time
at the right place
to the right one...
I believe in the power of the writer
who hesitates if she has something
worth telling at all...only to realize that
this world has a need for words...
not just any words
but
her
words.
Dedicated to my friend MZ who long ago discovered the magic of words, but recently realized the power of becoming a public writer. May all of us do something brave each day.
by Stella Villalba
I believe in the power of words
in the power of their touch
their transcendental message
and the question marks it leaves behind.
I believe in the solitude of words
when they hang and linger in our minds
maybe longer than they should
filling the space with doubts
I believe in the magic of words
when said it at the right time
at the right place
to the right one...
I believe in the power of the writer
who hesitates if she has something
worth telling at all...only to realize that
this world has a need for words...
not just any words
but
her
words.
Dedicated to my friend MZ who long ago discovered the magic of words, but recently realized the power of becoming a public writer. May all of us do something brave each day.
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Long lasting friendships
long distance friendships
you know...
the ones that doesn't
happen frequent enough
as you would like or hope so
but when they happen
the world holds still
to frame that moment.
It is in that precise moment
that you're reminded of why
you've crossed paths
or why you've chosen to be
in each other's life
and you understand why
the world holds still
to frame that moment.
Long lasting friendships
long distance friendships
you know...
the ones that fill up the
space with words such as
"remember when..."
the ones that make
the world holds still
to frame that moment.
I believe in those
long
lasting
long
distance
friendships.
I do.
long distance friendships
you know...
the ones that doesn't
happen frequent enough
as you would like or hope so
but when they happen
the world holds still
to frame that moment.
It is in that precise moment
that you're reminded of why
you've crossed paths
or why you've chosen to be
in each other's life
and you understand why
the world holds still
to frame that moment.
Long lasting friendships
long distance friendships
you know...
the ones that fill up the
space with words such as
"remember when..."
the ones that make
the world holds still
to frame that moment.
I believe in those
long
lasting
long
distance
friendships.
I do.
Sunday, April 15, 2012
I believe in rainy days
meant to be taken them
slowly to enjoy each
flavor, each drop,
each passing cloud.
I believe in rainy days
and power naps
drifting away while
reading and reading
that single line over and over.
I believe in rainy days
and shiny boots
contrasting and adding
color and personality
to a dull weather day.
I believe in rainy days
but only if books are involved
because let's be honest
what's a rainy day without
the power of a great read?
I believe in rainy days
and Jane Austen & John Green
while the world slows down
outside, your inside world
gets lost in the pages of a book.
meant to be taken them
slowly to enjoy each
flavor, each drop,
each passing cloud.
I believe in rainy days
and power naps
drifting away while
reading and reading
that single line over and over.
I believe in rainy days
and shiny boots
contrasting and adding
color and personality
to a dull weather day.
I believe in rainy days
but only if books are involved
because let's be honest
what's a rainy day without
the power of a great read?
I believe in rainy days
and Jane Austen & John Green
while the world slows down
outside, your inside world
gets lost in the pages of a book.
Sunday, April 8, 2012
The first of many "I believe...."
A little history, a little bit of the "behind the scene" story always help to understand how a blog got started...what was the inspiration behind it? How did it all come about? Well consider the born of this blog a mix tape of oldies but goodies. Nothing fancy or extraordinary but rather a collection of words, statements, thoughts about all the little things that make up LIFE. Or you can think of it as a mathematical equation...the sums of all parts that make up the world that we live in.
I love words...all kinds of words...
small, insignificant, fancy, and twisted...
I love writing and I love the sound of a good message
and how it resonates in my mind
and lingers like a lazy Sunday morning.
I love the sound of a poem
being quietly read or loudly recited.
I love writing to clear my mind
and how decluttering helps me see
helps me BELIEVE....
here are my endless believe...
one day at a time
one blog at a time.
a way for a writer to release
all the words I possess inside.
Hope you enjoy...
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