Pursuing the dreams

Blue dream

It’s not lost on me the moment I saw
With my dreaming eyes the steps to the lust
For shadowing hope, while vision may draw
With magic of colors the wish on the trust.

Pursuing the marvel, holding the light
Which flames on the nights and wandering days
I’ve crossed the years still looking for sight
Of wisdom’s deep meaning gracing the ways.

For days which are coming with new special dawns
I’m speaking my heart just upon the love.
I’m praying on ways for grace, while icons
Of truth and of wisdom are raising above.  

@Simona Prilogan, 14/01/2018, Nottingham

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Belief

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“Not good enough” may slash on dreams
Dragging the hope out to absurd
Of all the meaning which it seems
It’s holding back, trust to elude.

“Not good enough” may play the game 
Of wandering through dense pitch-black,
Bringing the doubts to claim on shame
While crawling grails which lost their spark. 

“Not good enough” may catch today
The eyes of passion gleaming trust,
Busting the hope, wishing convey
With confidence to magic “just”.

The shadows hold the light on spots,
It’s all up there of flame relief.
Of what the matter glows on thoughts
To the bright “Just” of the belief. 

@Simona Prilogan, 12/01/2018, Nottingham

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I sit at the edge

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I sit at the edge of the dark
Where fears are heading eyes up
And wildness is swilling its cup
Yet gathering despair to mark
Empires of sadness and tears.
I sit at the edge of their bark.

I sit at the marge of the dark
Where magic of night covers sky
With beautiful stars, charming spark
And music of angels grows high
While dancing with light through the fears.
I sit at their edge stopping tears.

The shadows embrace me with love
Through darkness the stars glow so bright.
I sit and their silvered dove
Hope brings on my heart, faith and light.

@Simona Prilogan, 08/01/2018, Nottingham

Hope

Warm

Sparkling

Raining pouring tears and fears
Calling times in memories.
Winter cold and darkness deep
Play with light while try to keep
Sun to temperate the days.
Hope to bright with its warm rays.

Stepping mind on my way home
See the coldness walks alone
Through the vision magic place
Seeking kind smile to embrace
From the snowflakes magic dance.
Mellow smile on Winter own.

Raining just became a dance
Of the magic with snowflakes.
Radiate the light and shine
Warming souls till up the line
Of a marvel to embrace.
Smiling Sun comforts the place.

@Simona Prilogan, 05/01/2018, Nottingham

Kind

 

Snowing the tales

Snowing the tales

Snowing the tales – January,
Wrapped in my dreams kindling bliss
From all the sky and promise
Glowing the majestic fairy.

Snowing the sagas while whispers
Wind over time and my thoughts.
Nothing undone, gaining lots
Of beautiful stars on my winter.

Snowing the hope over mind,
Mornings are playing with light.
Faith steps serene through the night
Welcoming peace fervid, kind.

Snowing the tales – January
Letting the magic to be…

@Simona Prilogan, 1/01/2018, Nottingham

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The joy of Music – André Rieu

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Nottingham , 16/12/2017

I had the great chance to attend  André Rieu and his Johann Strauss Orchestra’s concert  in Nottingham at  Motorpoint Arena on their recent and amazing tour in UK during this December.   Thanks to my lovely and caring friend, Carmen, who made these moments happened!

For 30 years, with soloists from all around the world, they have created  such amazing, emotional, beautiful, elegant spectacles, making the feeling of being in fairy tales. The joy of music makes their concerts so unique. Someone near to me said with tears in eyes: “They stole this music straight from the Heaven!” I could not agree more than this. Their music brought emotions and happiness in my heart and tears dropped while soul has been touched by their music’s grace.

I managed to record some moments. Not many as we were under the magical effect.  At a  point we embraced together and were feeling the sound of the happiness dancing a universal waltz. A waltz which took us to the Heaven.  The real magic was happening!