You always become what is in you. Therefore make sure all that's in you is filled with love - Jack Vella

Love is not about controlling, love is about giving whereas the taking has to come by the one who loves you back - Jack Vella

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As I made my steps towards the corridor, I could somehow feel that this was going to be the last time that I would walk up all the length of that corridor. It was past the visiting hours, and it was all so quiet. I could feel the deep yet lone breaths of several of the people that were there. All with a different story to tell me. All, with a history that spanned hundreds of decades. She was there as well. Right at the same spot that I left her earlier in the morning. She was breathing heavily, her lungs were fighting to make the most out of the air that there was in the room. It was room 21. The ward was the yellow one. Ward number 7. It all made more sense to me. Everything in there was somehow linked to my destiny.

I could remember the one time we went to the Wind's mouth in the northern part of the island of Malta. How could I ever forget that?

With the sun shining in her green eyes she looked at me. She looked so serene. It was the start of her sixth month of pregnancy. She grabbed a handful of soil and started playing with it. The cold January breeze was caressing our faces. It was also fighting with the soil, trying to blow it away from her hand.

"You know what?" she told me, "I feel abandoned. I feel that the world is collapsing on top of me. I feel abandoned. And if it wasn't for you, I would never feel the strength to keep on fighting. I've had enough". She paused and I could see the pain her words were causing her. "You know Luke" she said looking at me, "if you feel abandoned, walk away from who is making you feeling so".

An extract from the first book of a trilogy entitled "One year of love" out in the US at the end of September, that I am currently writing.

In love - all that is ugly becomes beautiful, all that is bad becomes good, all that was a nightmare before becomes a best lived fairytale. So if you need to show your love today, don't start tomorrow- Jack Vella

The No-one beside me when I speak to the stars.

How many sudden things have happened,
in the centuries before me,
as I have I lived in my life
as I was born to experience and see,
and as a new pope was elected,
and the sign is the smoke,
and after batman meets the joker,
to share a silly yet a serious joke,
as I plan my day-dreaming
stories of rivers, oceans and seas,
of those who want success,
yet they are still the wannabe's
of vast prairies without limits
and the history of the sky,
of the limited line of the unlimited,
stories of deserts, and the camel's cry,
and when I immerse myself in thoughts,
between splashes and winds,
and the the immensity of the sea,
is compared to our sins,
spreading the guilt and no freedom,
is embraced so forth and within,
and like a warm carress
that blesses my heart
and the white snow of Slovakia,
had us so much apart,
and as I see trees,
as I hear all God's heard human pleas,
I find myself hugging the silence,
of what is not so much norm,
cause I'd rather be prepared to face,
a yet another storm,
so I struggle with all my senses,
to keep myself so much alive,
as the silence beckons me,
and I slash it with the knife,
cause my silence brings me torment,
of what is in the tragic mind,
yet it brings the magic,
of what is true and one of a kind,
so I talk to the sweet great mountains
and vast spaces that are immense,
to help me live out my days,
to lift me up not to be that tense,
And returning to where once I belonged
to resume this life that sometimes is nothing but the valley of a tear,
of days that quarrel with centuries,
whom to stay and whom to clear,
It's not the life that I would have ever wanted
to desire to live, yet to embrace eternity,
it's not that dream cause we once dreamt together
and now you are not here with me,
so it brings down on me - so many tears
and yet I don't believe
because a dream is a dream, and without the real you,
the nothing's all I can ever achieve,
the only way for us is certainly to be together,
yet at the same time so much apart,
cause of a dying eye that is blinded,
and an arrow in my heart,
so tonight I promised myself that I will rediscover,
what was before you came,
when I didn't know so much the misery,
and when my life was just a game,
so life's thaught me, that not every smile is angelic,
cause sometimes the wolf's a sheep,
and even heaven might turn diabolic,
cause when I discussed with you,
I was planning my eternity,
and now my eternity's gone, cause I am looking to the sky,
and the real you is not here with me.

Even if faced by someone else's truth which in real is nothing but a lie, never succumb but do not retaliate for deep inside they know they are certainly wrong - Jack Vella

L-ikel tieghek kien itini l-hajja,
u bhala mahbub ma' gismek kont nitlajja,
ghalija gismek kien u ghadu l-isbah tempju,
u int b'imhabbtek ta' hajti x-xempju,
allura x'ser naghmel kull gurnata li tigi
w'lilek ma narax?
x'ser naghmel kif jigini aptitek,
u immissek ma nistax?
kien hemm forsi min kien kontrik,
jew sahansitra bil-qabda kontrija,
imma ghidli int,
l-aqwa mhux li jien nghix ghalik
w'li int tghix ghalija?
U ghidli x'jiswa li miggieled tkun,
kuljum
meta quddiemna hekk issa hemm l-isbah zmien,
ghax fid-dlam gejt int u dawaltli hajti,
int l-isbah fjura li qatt qtajt jien,
x'jiswa li ghal kelma zejda tinbghad,
u meta jigu s-sajjetti u r-raghad,
jiddispjacik ghal dak li ghadt,
ghalekk ejja hdejja,
hu jdejja,
u ghidli il-kliem li tant ilni ma nisma,
w'jekk jien xi darba smajt,
iddubitajt,
ittini t-tort?
Imma l-weghhat ghamluni b'sahhti
w'urewni li l-imhabba ma tmut qatt,
mhix hi bhal brama li tigdmek,
jew zokk fil-bahar li jimxi bl-imbatt,
l-imhabba hi bhal stilla dejjiema,
li ssaqfet u ssaffet fuq il-int u l-jiena,
ghalekk holl xuxtek,
u halliha ttir mar-rih,
ghaz iz-zmien ikrah ghadda,
w'issa gej iz-zmien is-sabih,
ftakar li fl-ilma mdardar xorta tara r-riflessjoni,
u hadt daqs tieghek ma' gabli dik l-emozzjoni,
Hudni mieghek matur il-milja taz-zmien,
w'ilqa din talbi,
ejja nixjiehu flimkien,
ghax il-granet il-bod minnek,
vera ghamluni bniedem frank,
imma gabuni bil-wisq fqir,
bhal sinjur ghani minghajr flus fil-bank,
w'ghalekk ejja hdejja, aqbadni mill-gdid,
ghax forsi xi drabi jien ma nurikx,
imma lilek ghal dejjem ser nibqa rrid.

Una stella cadente, un' altra nascente

Nascera una stella,
sara il ponte che riunira l'universo,
sara la magia che attaraversera il cuore,
perche lui sara cosi immenso,
sara lui quel' che non sono mai stato Io,
ma sara guidato ed' amera soltanto Dio,
sara lui il mio vero amore,
il mio birichino,
ed assomigliera molto,
avra anche i capelli di Gesu Bambino,
attraversera gli oceani,
e fara tutto cio,
aiutera gl'altri,
e per chi non ha,
fara quell' che puo,
sara soltanto Lui,
la magia unica dello sconosciuto,
e il primo figlio, il mio speciale
quel che desideravo, ed ho avuto,
Un anno fa cominciava l'avventura,
che mi portava dopo nove mesi a Lui,
ed e Lui, il mio pensiero maggiore,
il profondo cuore in cui,
mi immerso e non mi stancherei mai,
Chi sa quanto bella sara la sua voce,
ed i nemici vorrano fermarlo,
anche con qualche cosa cosi atroce,
ma Lui non cedera mai,
sara Lui la nostra cosa piu bella,
perche il dodici d'aprile per me,
e l'giorno in cui e nata la mia stella.

I could here the pigeons whispering beneath me, and I thought if it was because they had to fly over the valley of angels. It was such a mystery for me. I laid down on the bench and started thinking. Being alone sometimes has its own benefits. Underneat me and in the distance I could here the cows mooing. It had been so many times I when there, but I can still recall my first time with Eric, Guido from the Doctrine Society and the others. The road towards them was adorned with two caves, one bigger than the other. There was also a story about some damned spirits that guarded that road and had no intention of letting good souls pass by.

- Anyways, enough of that - I thought, maybe in another time, in another thought, I smiled thinking.

For us it was simply known as 'Top of the world' - and for various reasons. It simply was the most beautiful part of our village.

An extract from my book 'One year of love' out in the US in September 2012, rest of the world in December 2012.