Where only God knows

It is so normal, so bland that you never realize how important it is until it disappears. Hear it, feel it. Inspira, expires, is the life that comes and goes, comes and goes. And that jumping is your heart so desperately. Enjoy them while you can, because life always comes and goes, stops, takes pleasure in the way, in the vicissitudes of the long haul. And sometimes it is so enraptured, to lose track of time. And sometimes so appalled that he paralyzed his legs and he freezes the soul. And in those times, only those, the stronger must be the heart beat, his onslaughts are heard wherever the darkness covers everything with its thick cloak of sadness, where the air is so dense that the laughter floats indecisive, afraid of sounding too much and break something. And if that sounds keen, if you miss with determination, life breath and open your eyes. Tired but excited, will resume the path to God knows where. But if the heart does not want, if life is entertaining, if none of them knows if you are not coming, whether in or out, if he stays or goes ... then life will stop most of the time can be left, the laughter will be hidden somewhere in the soul, who forsakes the way before landfall. Take a deep breath, do not stop here, that time heals wounds the soul sleeping, sometimes not wake up again, too entertaining dreams that the stars in the sky entertain in drawing.