21 poetries and biography

in English by

Elisabetta Errani Emaldi

Peace

Love

The forces of evil

Universal Mandala

Pagodas of the Universe

We must wake up, brothers!

The demons of paedophilias

The guardians of the revolution

Architect of a new dawn

Aung San Suu Kyi, nightingale of Love!

Rainbows of love and peace

The soul of our Mother Earth

The colour of illumination

You dictator

Two drops of light in the desert

The power of love

The Angel of Peace

Three white doves

Lotus of divine light

Mandala of lights

And hunger dances

Curriculum vitae

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Elisabetta Errani Emaldi, nata ad Alfonsine il 18/03/1952, ha studiato a Parigi e a
Londra, ha lavorato per molti anni sulle navi da crociera con la qualifica d'assistente
direttore di crociera, shop manager, interprete ed ispettrice. Viaggiando tutto il mondo
ha acquisito la conoscenza di quattro lingue.

Di lei nel 1992 si è occupata la stampa nazionale a proposito del suo romanzo “ I
Volgari artigiani dell’amore, “ scritto in collaborazione con Ivana Tarroni.

Nel 1998 ha illustrato i libri dello scrittore Pietro Seddio: “Mafia e Politica nelle Opere
di Leonardo Sciascia “e “ La Bellezza della Morte nel Teatro di F.Garcia Lorca. ”

Nella prima settimana del mese di luglio 1998, con il gruppo degli artisti di Spazio Arte
di Alfonsine, ha dipinto il suo primo “Murales” a Nagykata in Ungheria.

Nel mese di settembre 1998, Elisabetta, con lo stesso gruppo di artisti ha portato a
termine il suo secondo “Murales” nella sua città, in Via Mameli ad Alfonsine.

Elisabetta ha scritto 4 romanzi e 8 sceneggiature. I titoli:

"La Strega Regina del Sole d'Oriente", "Lhundrup Dhechen (Grande Benedizione)",
"Nel Tunnel della Morte il Labirinto della Vita", "I Volgari Artigiani dell'Amore", “Suono
del Pianto””La Dottoressa di Bosco Fiorito”, La Dottoressa Mesedé di Gounou-
Gaya”and “Il Paese dalle mille colline”

Premi Letterari internazionali

Elisabetta ha conseguito il secondo premio internazionale “Miguel de Cervantes,” con

il romanzo: “La Strega Regina del Sole d’oriente, ” il “Superpremio Selezione Europea,
Omaggio a Dante Alighieri,” per il romanzo “Nel Tunnel della morte, il labirinto della
vita “ e il premio internazionale “ I protagonisti del 1998 ” per il suo libro di poesie "Io,
chi sono io? Voi, chi siete voi?". I candidati di quest’ultimo premio (solo venti), sono
stati accuratamente selezionati tra un centinaio di scrittori ugualmente meritevoli di
ricevere un riconoscimento di tale livello.

Elisabetta ha ottenuto una Segnalazione Speciale nel secondo Concorso Nazionale di

Narrativa "Fascino e Mistero" organizzato dal Comune di Sassello per il racconto
"Quando il sogno diventa fonte di luce e premonizione".

Il 22 Aprile 2001 ha conseguito il Premio Letterario Internazionale “Omaggio a

Manzoni, Edizioni Passaporto Duemila” per il romanzo “I Volgari Artigiani dell’Amore”
scritto in collaborazione con Ivana Tarroni. Dei menzionati romanzi Elisabetta ha
scritto anche la sceneggiatura.

Il suo dipinto "L'Angelo dell'Amore" è stato scelto per far parte della prestigiosa
antologia "Il Convivio" e premiato a Giardini Naxos (Messina) il 16 ottobre 2005. Anche
la sua poesia "Mandala di luci" è stata selezionata per far parte della notevole
antologia "Il Convivio" e premiata a Motta Camastra (Messina) il 3 gennaio 2006.

Il 20 maggio 2006, a Mattinata (Foggia), la giuria del Premio "Santa Maria della Luce"
nella sezione "Tema libero italiano" ha conferito ad Elisabetta il Premio Internazionale
Menzione d'onore per la poesia "Il Giardino del Tempo".
Il 6 Maggio 2009 a Parigi la giuria del “THE ENCHANTING VERSES INTERNATIONAL
poetry journal” ha conferito a Elisabetta il secondo premio Internazionale “Editor's
Choice -II certification”Letteratura per la Pace.
Pubblicazioni e altro.
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Nel 2003 ha scritto il cortometraggio " Il famigerato Re degli imbecilli e i tre idioti” e
nel 2004 "Il volo di un usignolo verso la luce interiore". L'ultimo romanzo e la relativa
sceneggiatura da lei scritti, dal titolo "Lhundrup Dhechen" (Grande Benedizione), si
basano sulla sua esperienza vissuta in Nepal nel Monastero di Kopan a contatto con i
Monaci Buddisti. Nel mese d'agosto del 2005 ha scritto un cortometraggio dal titolo
"Suono del Pianto", per aiutare i giovani depressi a capire gli ingranaggi della loro
mente malata.

Disegni e poesie di Elisabetta sono stati pubblicati sulla rivista: ” L’Eredità Dantesca”,
nel mese novembre 1997. Altre poesie sono state lette da Patrizia Rossetti a Radio
Italia musica italiana.

"Il cuore di Dio" è un libro di massime, sentenze, aforismi, pensieri dei Grandi del
passato e del presente, raccolti e ordinati da Elisabetta. Nel libro ci sono anche 32
massime e 12 disegni suoi.

Durante gli anni 2003, 2004 e 2005, Elisabetta ha letto quasi tutti i pensieri contenuti
nel libro "Il cuore di Dio" a Radio Italia Anni Sessanta.

Le poesie "Castelli di Nebbia", "Giorni di Primavera", "Il Giardino del Tempo", "Cieli
d'Oriente"e “L’Angelo della Pace” sono state scelte dalla giuria del Premio
"Poetaonline" e lette da Luana Trabuio e Giancarlo Bruschini ad Artescrittura Live Tv,
durante i mesi di maggio e giugno 2008.

La raccolta di massime e pensieri, di Elisabetta, dal titolo "Sorriso di Dio", è stata

pubblicata nei forum di Quotidiano.Net, Il Resto del Carlino, La Nazione, Il Giorno,
restando tra gli argomenti più letti e discussi del mese. La discussione "Sorriso di Dio"
è stata pubblicata anche nel Forum della Community Rai, dove in poco tempo sono
state registrate circa 7000 visite.

Disegni e poesie di Elisabetta sono stati pubblicati sull'Antologia "La Agonia del
Nirvana" in Perù e Argentina nel Novembre 2008.

Il 15 di Marzo 2009, 10 poesie di Elisabetta sono state pubblicate sulla rivista spagnola
n°16 “Palabras Diversas” in Letteratura per la Pace

A Pisa il 30 Maggio 2009, all’Hotel San Ranieri, durante l’incontro di poesia organizzato
da Giancarlo Bruschini “Comunic’Arte”Estro-verso, l’attore Vincenzo De Caro ha letto
due poesie di Elisabetta, “L’Anima di nostra Madre Terra” e “Arcobaleni di amore e
pace”. A quello stesso evento culturale, Giancarlo Bruschini ha letto “Aung San Suu
Kyi usignolo dell’Amore!” poesia che Elisabetta ha scritto per il Premio Nobel per la
Pace birmano.

Disegni e poesie di Elisabetta sono stati pubblicati nell’Antologia “En la Calle,” nel
mese di Luglio 2009 a Querètaro-Mèxico, pubblicata da Alejandro Uribe y la Utopia
Ambulante. Poesie e disegni di Elisabetta sono stati pubblicati nella rivista Americana
“Enchanted Forest magazine”nel mese di novembre 2009
Poesie di Elisabetta sono state pubblicate dall’editore Estro-verso, nei mesi di
settembre e novembre 2009, sulle antologie “POESIA ROMANTICA” e Poetica a tema
"LA DONNA".

Le poesie e le sinossi delle sceneggiature di Elisabetta sono pubblicate in migliaia di

pagine di siti webs in tutto il mondo. E’anche regolarmente iscritta al Sindacato Libero
Scrittori Italiani.

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Elisabetta, durante la sua straordinaria esperienza a bordo della nave "Orient Sun", ha
spedito da Singapore i suoi sogni premonitori e una cassetta con le testimonianze
degli ufficiali al famoso scienziato americano Dottor David Ryback d'Atlanta.

Nei suoi romanzi e sceneggiature Elisabetta si è ispirata a quel mondo misterioso e

straordinario del paranormale che la coinvolge direttamente. Fra l’altro anche il
compianto Dottor Massimo Inardi, parlando dell’autrice e della sua produzione
letteraria, aveva detto: “Elisabetta ‘ vive ’ da molti anni situazioni paranormali sotto
forma telepatica, chiaroveggente e soprattutto precognitiva.” Grazie a queste doti si
dedica da molti anni allo studio dell’oniromanzia. Come esperta di questo argomento
ha partecipato a diversi programmi televisivi di emittenti private e ha tenuto
conferenze.

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 Peace

Peace is a sea of tranquillity

that can only be built with love.

Our negative actions lead only

to pain for ourselves and for the world around us.

An unhappy man is a bomb that rolls on the

streets of world, sowing death and destruction.

Peace is a precious seed that

blooms in a heart overflowing with love.

Sadness and suffering are seeds

that arise in a heart full of resentment

Inner peace is a diamond

of light that each of us earns
with positive thoughts and actions.

Hey you, brothers who are still crossing

the ways of destruction,
check your minds out of control,
eliminate the darkness that consumes you
with the power of love and transform yourselves
into angels who sow and harvest only peace.

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 Love

Love is the light that brings peace into the

hearts of human beings and in the world.

Peace is a rare diamond, fruit

of the energy of pure love.

Peace will never enter

in man’s impure heart.

Divine love is a powerful infusion of energy

that gives life, light, and lets nature grow.
Warming the heart of the Earth and humanity.

Love is the energy of the great Architect

who uses it to continue creating
the infinite Universe.

Man is the little Divine Creator,

but when he forgets to be so, he loses himself
in the blinds alleys of his sick mind and
becomes the architect of darkness,
transforming himself into a demon
sowing suffering and death.

Love is the light that brings peace into the

hearts of human beings and in the world.

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 The forces of evil.

The sun shines in the illuminated

minds by the universal love.

The sun dies in the obscured

minds poisoned by arrogance,
violence and hatred.

We are the only responsible

for our misfortune
when we choose with free
will the forces of evil.

We deserve our luck

when with free will,
we choose the universal love.

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 Architect of a new dawn

Humanity, entity of the universe,

glorious fragment of God, wire of energy fed with
the infinite love of the Prince of Light.

The evolved humanity will be the architect

of a new dawn and the smile of God

The divinity of humanity reflects

in the eyes of innocent children, in the look of light,
love and peace of wises, in the flourished meadows of truth
in the born day that smiles at the world.

Humanity, rainbow of auras,

which pulse of green, electric blue,
and orange waterfalls, the colour of illumination.

Humanity, the architect of a new dawn

flourished of hope.

Life, a hourglass that lets slowly slipping the gold

energy of knowledge and that measures
over time the experience flowing
between the wings of wind, at the tolls
of the Divine Heart.

Humanity, anchored to the great earth sea,

at the end of time will fly free between the planets
of the revelation of the infinite Universe
and reach the great energy of love.

Humanity, architect of a new dawn

flourished of hope.

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 The guardians of the revolution

The eyes of the world watching horrified

the guardians of the revolution, while
shoot from the rooftops to the angels of freedom.

The ”spiritual” guards of madness

fight their battle
against the light, believing of sealing
in the casket of silence their crimes.

From the invisible wires of the eater the

reports of torture and massacres fly to the world,
crushing the masks
of clay of the demons of the dark valley.

You! fragments of obscurity blinded by the darkness of your

gluttony, don’t you see? you are dragging your soul
to atone in the labyrinth of suffering.

"Spiritual" guards of madness observe the evil

dancing in your ballerinas minds,
controlled by the demons warriors of hell.

In big squares crowded by angels

of protest against the corruption at the power,
the demons of the valley of darkness, dressed in black,
as fast as wind, on their horses of metal,
mercilessly kill the doves of freedom.

The "Spiritual" guides at the power tremble of

fear to lose their castle of sand, then
shoot at the crowd and at the heart of the innocent girls
that claim the freedom.

The eyes of the world look shocked,

but the guardians of the revolution
continue to fight against love.

Do not delude your minds controlled by

the black pawing stallions of death,
your actions will bring you
to defeat, unchangeable fate, created by your

animal’s ego concentrated on personal interests.

Your crimes will not continue forever.

The dawn of freedom will lead your

people in triumph and you will be disarmed
by your destructive madness
that will chain you to your crimes

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 The demons of paedophilias

Paedophiles are voracious Lucifer who rob

the lives of the children of the world
without realizing that they slide in
the stench of their mental latrine.

Paedophiles are snakes that

crawl slowly towards the pure heart
of the innocent child.

The men, sons of the

Satanists of the paedophilias have abandoned
any dignity and are sunk in
the stench of their uncontrolled mind,
now chained to the will and wild pleasure
of the devils.

The mental illness strikes without mercy

the innocence of angels
blossomed in the sunshine.

The demons of paedophilia

violate the privacy of butterflies
flying on the lawns of our mother earth.

Paedophiles are voracious Lucifer who rob

the lives of the children of the world
without realizing that they slide
in the stench of their mental latrine.

We must wake up, brothers!

The Knights of the gold brain and the skull of crystal

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 fly into the mystery of death to defeat it.

Fluctuate with the mind the Knights of the invention,

in the universal tank of Creation
and generate new machines on Earth to save the sick
bodies of people from suffering and death.

We must wake up from the sleep of ignorance,

brothers, let us not being terrorized
from the fear of death.

The soul is eternal

only our bodies will fall into dust.
Our essence of light will go back in the other dimension
and at the sound of other lyrics, so to have the opportunity
of different experiences.

The new machines should not serve to condemn

souls in their casings to vegetate.
We must wake up, men. For ignorance
we commit brutal crimes
and this is another injustice
that lacks the spirit of its freedom.

We must wake up, from the sleep of indifference, men,

ignorance and prejudices
must be abandoned
because they are the evils that condemn humanity
to other cruel and unnecessary suffering.

When the body of a creature is condemned

to his bedside without the hope to rise, the machines
should not and can not be used to extend
the agony and imprisonment of the soul on Earth.

We nourish the body, but we must leave soul

free to return quickly to the Celestial Temple,
to the arms of the Father, in the universe.

We must wake up, men, do not prolong the agony

to whom has finished his earthly experience,
for our great ignorance.

Fly into the mystery of Death the

Knights of the gold brain and of the crystal of skull,
but only to save the lives of human beings who must
continue their mission on Earth.

We must wake up, people, we must not condemn suffering in

a housing plant the spirit of one of our similar
at the time of his release,
when he has finished his earthly mission.

We must wake up, brothers, and let

fly into the mystery of Death the

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Knights of the gold brain and of the skull of crystal,
but only to restore life to those who are still destined
to continue his mission on Earth without vegetate.

Pagodas of the Universe

Mysterious lyrics
vibrating of foreign emotions played by
magical instruments of the white angels who
dance and sing around the pagodas of the Universe.

Surrounded by the green sea of infinity

and butterflies of light,
the pagodas of the Universe sow
energy in men’s sleeping hearts .

The magic lid of the sea of time diffuses

itself in the field of the Universal mind.
From the dawn of time mankind discovers the
God’s footsteps and his trail of wisdom.

From the pagodas of the Universe

melodies are spreading in the wind that makes
the lotus flowers blooming vibrating of energy;
while they are performing in a dance of love.

The pagodas of the Universe shine

surrounded by a green sea of infinity,
set of emeralds, born from a play of light, springing
by a solar Mandala.

Mysterious lyrics
vibrating of foreign emotions played by
magical instruments of the white angels who
dance and sing around the pagodas of the Universe.

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 Universal Mandala

Reflected lights fall on the earth from the Universal. Mandala

Bringing enlightenment to the evolved souls

and dropping wisdom in men’s confused minds
in the oblivion ground.

There won’t be any short or easy way for the son of man,
that will dig into the rock step by step,
in order to climb the ladder
that leads to knowledge.

Reflected lights fall on the earth from the Universal Mandala.

The Divine Wisdom of light water her children

struggling against their mental hell.

There won’t be peace, but sorrow for the man who

have not abandoned the hatred, the desire and ignorance.

The Divine aid flows always from distant times

of the past at the Universal mind of man that fights
to come up at the sunshine.

No one is alone on earth, no one is left

in his mental darkness, the angels of
light are ready to pour the gold of the universal wisdom
on anyone desiring to leave the hell created
from corrupted minds.

Reflected lights fall on the earth from the Universal Mandala.

Aung San Suu Kyi, nightingale of Love!

Mother of peace who weeps bitter tears

because of the insanity
that inhabits the gilded palaces of power.

White dove in which the warriors of injustice

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 stole the hope of flying
on the meadows of freedom.
To you I sing a song of love!
To you I play the notes of Liberty!
To you I give the Triumph!

Nightingale of love,
your glow shines
on the universal mind of man.
Your example warms the heart of Humanity.

The ego of powerful people is poisoned by the power of demons

that persecute the innocent and do not know
that the law of cause and effect condemn their souls
to expiate their cruel actions in the storm.

The negative telepathic thought inculcated by the princes of evil

subdues and blinds the polluted and uncontrolled minds
of those involved with power.
Your tears shine like
diamonds of light in front the world,
who admires and supports you with his energy of love.

Aung San Suu Kyi,

your jailers will fall
in shame and defeat, in front of the community.

Inexorable fate created by their negative

energy and uncontrolled mind

Your heart pierced by ignorance

and betrayed by your own government is fed
from Humanity shocked by the madness of dictatorship.

Angel of human rights, you will fly in the

freedom of days flowered with the sun.
To you I sing a song of love!
To you I play the notes of Liberty!
To you I give the Triumph!

Rainbows of love and peace

From the infinity of the Universe

rainbows of love and peace arrive to us,
invisible wires
of the Divine creative energy.

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 From The Planet Earth,
balls of destructive human energy
are expanding into the Universe,
created by ignorance which flares
wars, crimes, hatred, and evil.

We are small creators!!!

The thought is energy that creates!!!
Our uncontrolled minds are polluted
from the dark energy of evil.

The thought is invisible energy that transmit

our aggressive inner world to the collectivity.
We are the good and evil in the world!!!

Our imbalance leads to our destruction

and our planet one.
We are the architects of our destiny,
unaware of having created our universe
of suffering and disease.

We can control our minds,

heal our ills and cover the whole planet
with love and peace.

A collective and balanced

thought will throw millions of rainbows on earth and
in the universe, illuminating the darkness.

We are divine collaborators, we must abandon

ignorance, stupidity, drugs, vices and become
responsible creators of love and peace,
worthy of being God’s children.

The colour of illumination

Back in the far away time of the universe,

a pearl of sensual pleasure falls between two parentheses
and closes the gate of the earthy deceit
leaving grow in my summer garden,
under the olive tree of peace, a sea
of orange flowers,

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 the colour of illumination.

Universal love to the beat of the heart that awakens.

The refrain from selfish and individual

earthly pleasure,
to collect the fruits of the universal love.

The refrain from selfish and individual

earthly pleasure,,
to give love to the whole Humanity.

Sensuality flies away from me and runs between the

grey - silver leaves dancing
with their arms out of my unlimited field.

The light returns in the hidden alleys of my mind

that echoes to the awakening of universal love.
Light of infinite that comes back to illuminate the blind
latent alleys of my soul.

Universal love to the beat of the heart that awakens.

Back in the far away time of the universe,

a pearl of sensual pleasure falls between two parentheses
and closes the gate of the earthy deceit
leaving grow in my summer garden,
under the olive tree of peace, a sea
of orange flowers,
the colour of illumination.

The soul of our Mother Earth

Love doesn’t triumph when

stupidity of man contained in his ignorance
does not respect our Mother Earth.

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 Humanity suffocates, slowly,
very slowly, in its total indifference.

Our Mother Earth, the great alive soul

warms us on her heart and
nourishes us, but we are enveloped by ignorance
we are blind and deaf to her appeal.

Maybe, are we waiting for the ill fruits of our

Mother Earth poisoning us?

Let us not being suffocated by her, we must cure

our Mother Earth with devotion, because she
nourishes us with love and energy.

I feel my spirit tremble,

while her great sick soul is suffering and
desperate because her children are ungrateful,
they haven’t respect for themselves and not even for her.

While she dies slowly and in silent

I feel her sorrow, her suffering and her tears
falling on my anguished heart.

Love triumphs only when

we respect ourselves and our Mother Earth.

Life will continue only if we wake up from the sleep of

indifference.

I feel her suffering breath, acid rain

that falls on me and
consumes my members, while she implores us
to listen to her echo of pain that flies
to our deaf ears and to our minds
away from heart.

You dictator

So I will come back to the gleam of dawn,

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 leaving prints of love and peace
on the suffering man, in the fields, villages and cities,
because you, dictator, condemned by your actions
will be defeated by the power of love.

You, with your thoughts blinded by hate,

pride and ignorance,
you have wet a nation with blood,
burnt villages,
deported old people and children,
raped women, and killed people
without mercy.

You dictator without soul,

you closed the door of your heart to the divine
inspiration, warrior of evil against
the world you will be defeated by love.

You, black soul, spat from the prince of darkness,

you will not destroy the human spirit and the divine laws,
but you will be dragged from the turbines of suffering
in the labyrinth of expiation.

So I will come back to the gleam of dawn

leaving prints of love and
Peace on beaches,
fields, villages and nations of the world and you,
inexorable dictator, will
walk the streets of despair
pierced by the divine truth.

Two drops of light in the desert

Palestine, Israel,
wake up your sleeping hearts, scroll
your uncontrolled minds.
Let the sun of peace bright upon your souls.
Cut the chains of aggression
and you will discover that you are victims of your own resentment.

Two people, two drops of light in the desert!

Two people, two stars switched off by hatred!

Israel, Palestine,
collect the blood that you have sown

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 in the wind, and pour it into the precious goblet of peace.

Do not let anger

extinguish that sparkle
that still Light your sick hearts.

Palestine, Israel,
sown light, forgive, destroy animosity
that consumes you, with gestures of love and reconciliation.
Brothers, water the olive trees thirsty of peace
and love, because they want to grow in your deserts.

Two people, two drops of light in the desert!

Two people, two stars switched off by hatred!
Israel, Palestine,
turn on your suns and be guided by love!
Purify your polluted heart!

Quiet the sand storms

in your arid minds and your sorrows
will become a garden of light and peace.

Your deformed fruits,

have brought pain and destruction
on your stone hills thirsty of love.

The Almighty has not drawn boundaries.

Love has no colour or race.
Hatred is the direct line leading to the self-destruction.

Palestine, Israel,
turn on your sun and warm the fossilized and
suffering heart of your brothers.

Love has no colour or race.

Hatred is the direct line leading to the self-destruction.
Love is the sun of peace

The power of love

Israel, Palestine,
let the sunlight illuminate
your mental universe and cure it.

Israel, Palestine,
abandon your rustling grudges and let the
power of love riding the future events.

Palestine, Israel,
destroy hatred and the power of love will fall upon you!

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 Brothers, let your inner desert flourish with light

People thirsty for peace, let the spark of

compassion light your hearts.

Let the rays of Justice illuminate

the incomprehension that
obscures your minds.

Let the sunlight warm the ice that come from your hearts.
Let the truth illuminate you eyes blinded
by the atrocities of war.

Palestine, Israel,
borders are only human limitations.
The walls that divide grow only
in the poisoned minds of men.
Brothers, do not let the tears of God
wet the corpses of the innocents, killed by criminals
who do not believe in the power of love.

Israel, Palestine,
let the sunlight illuminate
you mental universe end cure it,
for the horrible cancer of evil created by hatred.

The Angel of Peace

Go Angel of Peace, flies,

rests with your white
doves over the ruins,
on the lifeless bodies
of the innocents.

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 Go Angel of Peace, flies and
blasts your intense light of love
on the heart of stone
of the dictators of Earth.

Go Angel of Peace,
with the crucifix of light on your forehead,
your golden hair in the wind
blue eyes horrified
by the terrible lands events

Go Angel, pushed by the divine force,

flies on the conscience of the powerful men
to inspire peace, to wake up
the sleepy reason on the dictators 's sick minds
of the world.

Lotus of divine light

I sow love in desert fields,

and here
as if by magic,
from my heart blooms
a lotus of divine light,
that vibrates of Universal love

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 Three white doves

Three white doves

fly away
against the sun,
while you work in fields
watered by honour
flowered of
joy.

Mandala of lights

From the stellar ocean, among waves of

memories a Mandala of fire appears:
unconscious esoteric signs, messages,
that sow illumination
on the ploughed fields
of the mental Universe

And hunger dances

The sick heart of humanity and

the uncontrolled men's mind
whirling indifferent
to the crying of the hungry Africans.

The ears of the powerful are deaf

to the suffering of the children of anyone.

The sun rises, but the food does not arrive

among the dunes of the desert.

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 And hunger dances.

While their souls

fluctuate between the
arms of the angels of death,
we sail
in the sea of indifference.
And hunger dances.

The eyes of the powerful

do not want to see the
hunger dancing in children’s empty bellies
undernourished.

The sun rises, but the food does not arrive

among the dunes of the desert.
And hunger dances.

Our tables are filled with abundance while

Africans are dying
in silence because of human’s 'insensibility
watered of selfishness.
And hunger dances.

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