The age of our dreams

We all live under the same sky but we all feel the life with the same intensity, and see the world through the same eyes, and perceive it as anything that limits us and separates us from our own horizon.

Each age has dictated his soul and fatigue, but also the mysterious old born, grows and feeds on the desire to fight and understand.

We age our dreams. So there are people who never grows old. Despite the pain and despair, struggle, disease, defeat and disappointment, to some people in life are multiplied, as a passion grows, sometimes even against their will.

I admire anyone who makes their wishes a life project. I admire that leaves the road and go across the road, who watches and waits. The learner and admired the world and keep his hope in a place impregnable, back in the depths of his heart. In this protected site where you never get to go as sad and negative about the world.

Now, as I think of all this, the road runs right to the horizon. There in the background are hills. My bike whispers a story that comes from producing their wheel murmur on the sand and that is the story of the bike that took me one evening at sunset, to a deserted beach.

That summer was a day paradise near a calm sea, a sea of ​​solitude and silence, and a slow evening in peace. I, at that time probably was not ready to fully understand the ultimate meaning of everything, but that evening in the small beach, among those cliffs, I had the first inkling of what was to live with great intensity and a Strangely, I think I started to sense the fascinating mysteries of the world and things.

Always remember that sunset like a magical moment. I felt that something was behind me and moved away from the horizon as far as I was able to see through the eyes of my imagination, my concern, my dreams and my desires.

I then did not know that a new life full of adventures began. Night fell and I fell asleep there on the sand next to the old bike and dreams that one day I decided to be free. Free, wise, happy and old.

Now, after so many years, I'm still dreaming the same dream.