Ever...

I do not like the word always

We are relieved to think that our loved ones
live all our lives, which will
with us until the end.
That all pregnancies go to term,
that all babies be born healthy
and live for many years.

We strive to jurarnos love for life,
even knowing that is just wishful thinking.
In love, as in life, the "lifetime"
the "never", we soothe, relieve us of thinking
at worst, in death, in the unexpected,
in pain, the injustice of the imponderables.

And when things do not go as we wanted,
we can always blame fate, bad luck.
The truth is that life is handled very different,
startles us, confuses us, angers us, changes us
plans, and when we used it to us again
to change. And that eventually, when we look back,
everything got better. Sure, if we could see.

Maybe we should live more delivery
more naive, less demand.
Perhaps we should understand that people,
situations are in our lives for something,
and sometimes the presence of an additional subtle enough
for a great learning experience for a big change.

There are better friendships that last a lifetime,
than those that last only a few days.
There are better relations forever
fleeting than those that can move us
life. The intensity is not related
with the permanence in time.

Nothing is forever, and when we understand
So understand that every moment spent with someone,
every subtle moment of life, has a message for us,
we can think about something, and sometimes enough a few
seconds to grab the message and continue our way,
or to free the other to follow his.

Sure it's nice to have friends of a lifetime,
father, mother, children, lasting forever.
Sometimes we are privileged to count on it.
But other times, the touch is fleeting, almost imperceptible.
Sometimes we question or what had
to spend it in life.

I learned that when you give it your best,
and take what life or the other person has
to give, you can move on in peace, knowing
that contact has been possible, and that something good
will leave it. And basically, we can let
the other depart in peace, without claims
without guilt, without rancor.

Every second is an eternity, in fact, eternity,
is but a succession of moments.