Tell me what the beauty of life is. What’s behind your smile. This makes you wake up with the force of a hurricane and spread me with energy. Show me what’s behind this look lost in infinity, enjoying everything you see.
Tell me how you like the smell of rain even if it’s soaked. As wet grass is your delight. Explain to me if you draw rainbows in the sky or if it’s a coincidence. Yes, the same one you produce when the drops fall into my hands and the sky turns gray, when you remind me that water gives color to our lives.
- Remind me how cute it is to keep an eye on the pirate in that eye that only sees negative things Tell me over and over again that we’re all going through storms.
- But as soon as they arrive they leave too.
- Don’t let him drown me.
- In my feathers and abandon me when sadness tries to convince me that the only alternative I have left is the complaint.
Tell me what the trick is to stop seeing the world in black and white and turn it into multicolored. Tell me something so I can see everything differently and so that what I carry with me, what I drag, doesn’t weigh too much. Help me stop thinking about what hurts me and breaks me, what’s wrong at every turn, as if life were a complete failure that snuggled up in my back and filled me with despair, how can you, when that happens to you, make sure it happens?don’t contaminate everything How does a black hole become a star?
Remind me of the beauty of the clouds, even if they keep the sun away, let me know when I forget and don’t try the details around me, let me think that in life there are very few absolutes, far beyond what one can think, imagine or expect.
Scream if necessary. Repeat over and over again that the beauty of life can be everything, because it is always in our hands to choose the meaning of what is going on. We all fall, we all get up, but only a few know how to get something positive out of what brought us down.
Show me not to give up and to believe in my worth Because I look small to face this world in which there are many obstacles and avenues with many lanes and no traffic lights. The truth is that I am afraid of falling into a greater obstacle than I am above all, teach me not to have to teach myself, not to depend on anyone because no one is worth more than me.
Remind me that in life we walk alone, even if there are people like you who help us, this is very important, because teaching me does not bind me, teaching me does not make me dependent, teaching me is teaching me how to be free and, therefore, how to deal with what makes my world not always what I hope.
Because the beauty of life, with every beat, is to learn the good side of those around you. Accept the evil that is coming, either to change it or to make it part of my story in a way that does not hurt me. Smile as much as you can or at least try, because the attempt is worth it. And live, live without fear until you run out of strength. Show me what the beauty of life is. Finally, remember that in order to appreciate the good side of life, I must dare to let go of your hand and appreciate everything you have taught me.
Signed: a student, your student, who looks at you with hope.