Golden dreams

My life was made of ragsRandom broken piecesLike a ruined mill That arouses no interest Sadness filled my empty daysWhilst my nights were endlessAnd then, you came aroundTo release my golden dreamsAnd whisper velvet wordsGrief brought us togetherYet, it is love that keeps us alive. Filipa Moreira da Cruz Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Time is rushing me

I remember so well my childhoodGood old times!Now my children are the ones that shrive meI remember when life was made of endless Summer daysAlthough I’ve always preferred Autumn eveningsI remember playing with my brother and sistersMonopoly would last all night longIt’s still the caseCertain things will never changeI remember when my skin was firm

Feeling alive!

A walk throught the cloudsThe wind messing up with my hairFeeling the breeze on my faceAnd the grass cracking below my feetI can almost guess what the sea smells likeSurrounded by colourful flowersFrom all sorts of fragrances (just my imagination!)I wish I could put all these sensantions into words. P.S. Due to an accident, I’ve

Black is back?

The star shines in the dark skyFlawlessThe tea sleeps in the cupStemlessThe elephant wanders in the savannahDrynessThe tree waves SmoothlyThe train whistlesTwice. Filipa Moreira da Cruz Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz and KaDDD

Life is a firework!

We were the four of us huddled together on the tiny balcony looking for the moon. But the fate decided otherwise. We had fireworks instead! We were so lucky! They came out of nowhere. So close and yet far enough. The children were thrilled. My daughter started clapping her hands enthusiastically while my son kept

Let’s go!

It’s the end of the worldSo what?!Grab my hand… let’s move on.Take your bikeGo for a walkEnjoy the rideAlone or with your best friendIf life gives you spoonsEat an ice-creamIf the sky showers your head with heavy rainForget the umbrellaBe grateful!Your villain thoughts will be washed awayRemember the best is yet to come Meanwhile, let’s

Orange dreams

I’ve traveled all over the worldI’ve crossed rivers and seasI’ve climbed high mountainsI’ve slept under the starry skyI’ve painted bridges and erased walls I’ve opened windows and doors I’ve fallen several timesBut I’ve never lost the path. Filipa Moreira da Cruz Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz and Paul Laurent Bressin

Night and day

Stunning buildingsImpressive architectureQuiet gardensAwaiting to be discouveredHistory opens Its bookAnd shares amazing stories with usSuddenly, the sun waves goodbyePeople take over the streetsStrolling aimlesslyA new reality emerges. Filipa Moreira da Cruz Photos : Paul Laurent Bressin

Blue thoughts

Is it the end of the world as we used to know it?Are we all going crazy?Am I feeling too blue?Or being pessimistic?What are we waiting for?To cherish the ones we love?To take care of Mother Earth?Who are we to blame but ourselves?Until the sky is blue and the sea is aliveThere’s hope. Filipa Moreira

Breathe

My hair is blowing in the windThe fresh air smoothes my faceEvery wave opens a window of opportunitiesBlissful peaceful mindThe sunset is not a farewellBut the hope that the best is yet to come. Filipa Moreira da Cruz Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz