“Hondura”

I came back to myself and magic happened, wounded by the light that penetrated me, the only possible destiny.

And without realizing it, it was like a letting go, a restart, a dawn, a hope of freedom.

From the primacy of this painting, I felt my skin and soul curling; the anguish of love, sweet eternity in whose depths it survives and cries.

A life of life of an agonizing and I began to yearn from afar to die a little and to be reborn again.

I came back to me and I could see my ribs, the pains and my dehydrated soul, begging for water.

But, I decide where, how, I have the keys to the doors I want to open.

I decide, what I want, what I deserve?

Here, inside are all the answers.

Here inside! You have to know how to live life eternally in love!

In every embrace, in every smile, we must continue to give our soul, because that is what life is all about, to keep transforming ourselves, to keep surpassing ourselves.