Morada

I make of myself
A home of good feelings
Where bad faith does not dwell
And evil does not thrive
I surround myself with good intentions
And friends with noble hearts
Who blow and open gates
With a key that cannot be copied

I observe myself in silence
Because it is there where one speaks most and best
I teach myself to be more tolerant, not to judge anyone
And with that, to be happier
Being the one who always brings love
Being the one who always brings smiles
And remaining calm wherever I go
Patient, confident, intuitive

I make of myself
Part of the universe's secret
Along with all the other things
I admire and converse with
I fill my chest with light
Feed the body and soul
I realize that in not possessing
Peace and calm are found

And I go on as a traveler
Inhabitant of a home without walls
I left the past in that moment
And with it, my future plans
To continue
Being the one who always brings love
Being the one who always brings smiles
And remaining calm wherever I go
Patient, confident, intuitive