Adela-Adriana Moscu

How many of us have really listened to those prophetic voices uncovering imperial arrogance and exhibitions of aggressive militarism, insidious authoritarianism and ways to revitalize democratic

May there be peace in your heart, in every hidden and forgotten corner. May there be love in your heart with every breath you speak. Let’s build bridges of hope! Let’s build bridges of

IN HONOR OF POPE JOHN PAUL II THIS SATURDAY OF SPRING THE BLESSED DAY OF DIVINE MERCY A DAY OF MANY BLESSED CONNECTIONS OUR SAINTLY BIRD OF PEACE FLIES TO ETERNITY INTO THE ARMS

I stopped searching for you since you stopped wishing to be found I stopped reaching for you since you chose not to care anymore... Yet the memory of our past beautiful sentiments is

I dream of peace when wrapped in white, I pray for every child at night, For those whose future is not bright When they lost all within the fight... I choose the power from

How many more days am I to be around you when you hardly speak to me...? How many more nights am I to be in the same house with

If one would offer me a million dollars for my daughter and one for my son I would keep both fruits of my passion... If one would pay me one more for my love of arts I would keep my

We are confessing through art, It penetrates among us, through us with a wonderful force. We are kissing each other with newborn verses, images of darkness and light under the

For YOU I dance within the veils of truth and loyalty, swirling into the passion of believing... Forgiveness I beg upon me and I ask of myself to

You still awake my deepest impulses of my heart and mind You still fascinate me A day does not pass by without longing for you fearing your death You are in my

I come from the lands of the Carpathians Mountains, where the river of Somes bears witness to many lovers soothing each other’s wounds dreaming for lands of

Remind me of what happens when dreams come true healing the wounds of past and love so blue, Embracing hope I pray and dream of dancing, Remind me not to doubt...God’s love is

A rose is a symbol of love, It fills our heart with perfume, How gentle and also suave It sings a wonderful tune.

What a relief is when you\'re here From all those feelings of regret That you cannot be always near To have you as my dearest \"pet\". PRINCE OF MY HEART come, and embrace me With all the love

As turkeys are roasting in cozy ovens around the country of these American lands for the hungry people desiring food and giving thanks, I am warming my soul in this cold, yet cozy room of

We are giving birth, to forgiveness leaving behind broken promises embracing