Love and power

Easter, this year it is allowed to experience and celebrate this season with tradition, interrupted for two consecutive years due to the pandemic. How I missed participating in the laudes, seeing the processions that fill the streets of Braga with people and walking through the streets and stopping at the niches (if I can call them that, given their wealth) representing the way of the cross, among so many other entertainments that animate the lives of Bracarenses and its visitors, which double at this time.

On one of the visits to one of the churches, I found myself meditating on love and almost without noticing it, I felt a pinch and wondered why Love is almost always subjugated by power? There are so many reasons without reason that it would be difficult to stop describing them, better than that, I feel a need to appeal to the Lords of the World to stop wars and let themselves be elevated by love.

I leave you here a poem by Maria Coração Amor Mar, which I had the privilege of reading and illustrates and which so well describes the will of many. Wishes for a Holy Easter

"Little Dove

fly dove fly go to the land of evil save the innocent of this immoral war go fast dove take my thought Fly through the clouds fly against the wind Tell those who want war That you come from the land of good take love and hope peace and joy too fly dove dear fulfill your mission Give them a big peck May it reach their hearts Awaken them to reality Light your consciences May they fall to their knees And better use your sciences Let the seeds grow Children need bread Need to laugh and play like children who are Tell them to have a party on the battlefields let there be a lot of music And forget the shrapnel Let the shotguns be guitars The shrapnel beautiful pianos Missiles messages of love Let there be a party every year May the angels sing a hymn Children sing in choir May there never be sadness again And never cry again"

Wishes a Holy Easter