Brown and orange leaves
Cracking beneath my feet
My heart beats so fast
Unwilling to let it all go
Tree branches sway in the wind
Stripped of clothes and prejudices
Life can start over
Again an again.
Filipa Moreira da Cruz
Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz
Am I stil in Brittany?
As I go down the street
It looks like Ireland to me
Good old memories
Dancing in my mind
Green valleys
Sheperd hills
Stone houses
With colourful eyes
Mystic fog and humid air
Redhead children playing outside
And sunny days sometimes
The pub around the corner
Is missing from the pictures
Was I dreaming?
Oh, so it is France indeed
I hoped it was Ireland instead
I shall drink a bitter cider
Wishing it was a Guinness pint.
Filipa Moreira da Cruz
Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz
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
Death will never tear us apart
You belong to that special category
You are everywhere
Your voice is in my mind
Always
Your wise advice are dancing in my brain
Faultless
Your sweet hug keeps me company
All the time
Memories will be my best friend
No matter what
Your body is weak and shrunken
It’s OK
One day, the pain will slide away
Forever
But our love will remain
For Eternity
Why would you need a cracked body
If you already have the most important?
A beautiful clear soul
And remember, yours is immortal.
Filipa Moreira da Cruz
You live
You have fun
You try
You love
You run
You wave goodbye
You fall
You breathe
You change
You remain
You forgive
You say it all
You learn
You get old
You cry
You keep the faith
You burn
You die.
Filipa Moreira da Cruz
How original!
On my way to work
The path is everything but trivial
I am blessed
For being surrounded
By colourful flowers
And juicy fruits
Cerise sur le gâteau
My lucky number is there
To protect me from the moose
Just in case…
Filipa Moreira da Cruz
Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz
You are the roots of the most beautiful tree
The branches and the fallen leaves too
Your inconditional love
Heals our deepest wounds
And your long arms
Wrap us in an endless hug
Beyond distance and time
You go through harsh winters
Always with a smile
And hot summers
Are way less brighter
Than your inner light
That keeps shining
No matter what.
Filipa Moreira da Cruz
Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz
Orange is red brought nearer to humanity by yellow.
Wassily Kandinsky
Don’t turn your back away
Don’t push me too hard
Just to see how far I’ll go
I’m still learning to cope
With my hopes and fears
And it’s not easy…
So I dress my brain in orange
To hide the inner darkness
I cover my life with this colour
I accept what others reject
And guess what?
It works out just fine
It cheers me up, finally.
Filipa Moreira da Cruz
Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz, KaDDD & Paul Laurent Bressin
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
Red berries
Falling from the tree
Red berries
For you and me
Red berries
Chasing Christmas before time
Red berries
Is this a crime?
Red berries
Hoping to find us at the end of the line
Red berries
Allowing the world to resign.
Filipa Moreira da Cruz
Photos : Filipa Moreira da Cruz
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