After work

Reprise

While a few take the subway
I stroll along the sea
Big cities have skyscrapers
My town has a castle
Pigeons are everywhere
Except here!
You’ll only come across seagulls and birds
Some children play in the shopping centers
Ours have the beach as their playground
I am blessed and grateful for living in such a beautiful place.

Filipa Moreira da Cruz

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(Un)chained

I have stretched ropes from steeple to steeple; garlands from window to window; golden chains from star to star, and I dance.

Arthur Rimbaud

Those who do not move, do not notice their chains.

Rosa Luxemburg

It is difficult to free fools from the chains they revere.

Voltaire

We forge the chains we wear in life.

Charles Dickens

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Love is all

Reprise

Photo : KaDDD

What is love?
Love is everything
The reason we’re beaming
Love is shining like the sun
Being free as a bird
Love is having fun
Like the children playing in the park
Love is sparkling such as raindrops
Falling from the sky
Love is that and even more
Love is love
And love is all.

Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Find your own way!

Many are stubborn in pursuit of the path they have chosen, few in pursuit of the goal.

Friedrich Nietzsche

Adversity is the first path to truth.

Lord Byron

The straight line, a respectable optical illusion which ruins many a man.

Victor Hugo

Travelers, there is no path, paths are made by walking.

Antonio Machado

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Happy birthday… to me!

44 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

Wild Horses

A horse loves freedom, and the weariest old work horse will roll on the ground and break into a lumbering gallop when he is turned loose into the open.

Gerald Raferty

With flowing tail and flying mane,
Wide nostrils never stretched by pain,
Mouth bloodless to bit or rein,
And feet that iron never shod,
And flanks unscar’d by spur or rod,
A thousand horses – the wild – the free –
Like waves that follow o’er the sea,
Came thickly thundering on.

Lord Byron

Blame it or praise it, there is no denying the wild horse in us.

 Virginia Woolf

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Street art

Graffiti is one of the few tools you have if you have almost nothing.

Bansky

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Street art

Being a street artist is impossible because the city itself is the artist. Street art is a collective thing, participative and interactive, extremely linked to web 2.0 culture.

Christian Guémy

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Street art

I am no bird and no net ensnares me. I am a free human being with an independent will.

Charlotte Bronte

Freedom is not worth having if it does not include the freedom to make mistakes.

Mahatma Gandhi

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And so she flies…

Borboleta de alegria
Papillon d’amour
Sogni di farfalle
Mariposa revoltosa
Butterfly over the sky.

Filipa Moreira da Cruz

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