Guingamp III

Step by step
Brick after brick
Stone by stone
Time after time
Me after you
Little by little
You after me
Day after day
Again and again.

Filipa Moreira da Cruz

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Margarida: 20/06/1954 – 11/01/2023

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Queridos amigos,

O momento que mais temia chegou! A minha mãe partiu esta manhã.
Estarei ausente durante uns dias. Até breve!

Dear friends,

My mother’s body passed away this morning. Her soul is already in another dimension.
I thought I was prepared. Silly me! I will be away a couple of days. Take care!

Chers amis,

Ma mère est morte ce matin. Je n’arrive pas à écrire autre mot. La mort m’a frappée violemment.
Je serai absente quelques jours. À bientôt! Prenez soin de vous.

Queridos amigos,

Mi madre se ha apagado esta mañana. Su cuerpo finalmente trajo paz a su alma.
Voy a estar fuera unos días. Hasta pronto!

Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Father and son

Reprise

Dear son,

This song is for you, my reason of beaming
This colourful painting is for you, my reason of living
This poem is for you, my reason of being
This letter is for you, my reason of smiling
This landscape is for you, my reason of believing
This mystic fog is for you, my reason of doubting
This home is for you, my reason of trusting
This love is for you, my reason of moving
Forward…always.

Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Photos : Paul Laurent Bressin

Obstacles

Reprise

I knew the bad news was lurking, but I decided to go straight ahead
I avoided the sharp corners
Firmly
Without any notice, the pebble turned into a boulder
And I can no longer kick it and move on
Sooner or later I have to face reality
I have my fingers crossed
Always
Until then, let’s party!

Filipa Moreira da Cruz

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Let’s go!

Reprise

What if we only have two minutes left?
What if the stars fall from the sky?
What if our friends are no longer here?
What if the sea drowns all the fishes?
What if there is no future anymore?
What if Earth swallows us all?
What if our family leaves us behind?
What if the sun doesn’t rise?
We must not waste time
Let’s go!

Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Happy birthday… to me!

45 years of ups and downs
The Earth keeps turning around
Friends and family are my rock
And they know what I’m made of
I’m grateful for all I have
Moving forward step by step
Joyful days, blissful nights
I keep chasing my own lights
Every detail is a poem
In a perfect tandem
Sometimes things don’t work out
That’s what life is all about
Meanwhile, l shall have fun
Because yesterday is already gone
Happy birthday to me
Living wild and free!

Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Stairway to Heaven

Death is the wish of some, the relief of many, and the end of all.

Lucius Annaeus Seneca

The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins.

Edgar Allan Poe
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No one here gets out alive.

Jim Morrison

Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no to-morrow. To forget time, to forget life, to be at peace.

Oscar Wilde
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Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.

William Shakespeare

By becoming deeply aware of our mortality, we intensify our experience of every aspect of life.

Robert Greene
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I discovered to my joy, that it is life, not death, that has no limits.

Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Every man’s life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.

Ernest Hemingway

Hallow Queen

Reprise

My daughter took care of the pumpkin
Since orange is the new black
My son made the scary faces
Ugly but sweet
Boooh!
Halloween is back
Trick or treat.

Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz (Mathilde’s work)

Unrooted

Reprise

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I have traveled all over the world
Always free as a bird
No house, no family, no friends
What for?
I don’t need them anymore
So I thought…
I just listened to my ego
How selfish I was!
I have been everywhere
But I don’t have a place to call home
I have lost my faith and my balance
I feel foreign in my own country
I don’t belong to anyone
Not even to myself
My wings are heavy
My soul is empty
My eyes are dull
My body is sore
Without you
I’m unrooted.

Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Perfect day

Don’t wait for the perfect moment
Take the moment
And make it perfect.

Unknown

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