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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 “ Volgari artigiani dell’amore, “ scritto in collaborazione con Ivana Tarroni.

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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.

Sito Internet: www.errani-emaldi-sceneggiature.it

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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.

Peace Peace is a sea of tranquillity that can only be built with love. Our negative

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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.

The guardians of the revolution The eyes of the world watching horrified the guardians of the

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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