This time I bring you a visual poem that portrays the struggle to fulfill a dream although this seems distant, because nothing matters more than the confidence and hope we have in ourselves, and that we can make our goals reality.
Thanks to my friend @raqquel for posing and dancing, without her this video would not have been possible.
I want to thank once more @cabelindsay @eaglespirit, @rensoul17, and @girlbeforemirror for this iniciative.
Enjoy it!
Far Away
It starts while I breathe.
The soul holds dreams, yearning for wishes.
Tries and failures are unmessurable.
It doesn't matter if hope slips between my arms.
Futile future that you fulminate like Apollo.
Protagonism burglar, give importance back to the present.
Cowards that want to make me hessitant, I refuse to listen.
Because there is no intangible conjecture.
For me everything is posible.
If it's not this way, it can't be another;
And if it's not my manner, then there is no other.
It will be my own hope, and not somebody else's faith praising me,
with what I want to live even though my life is brief.