— Early hours
silencio,
serenidad,
calma,
agilidad,
libertad,
paz,
tranquilidad,
armonía,
silencio,
silencio,
silencio.
“Siempre he creído que hay lugares que son imanes y te atraen si pasas por las inmediaciones. Y eso de forma imperceptible, sin que te lo malicies siquiera. Basta con una calle en cuesta, con una acera al sol, o con una acera a la sombra. O con un chaparrón. Y te llevan a ese lugar, al punto preciso en el que debías encallar.”
— Patrick Modiano.
Returning home
This is about slow steps,
this is about mornings at the old house,
it’s about the feeling of being at home after being away for a long time,
a return to a safe place,
to find out you never really left,
it’s about all emotions we carry on as part of ourselves,
it’s about the things you know as not permanent,
and once the time comes, you are going to miss,
and about the way you want to remember,
and about how this feeling is.
All this love and all these memories.
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“Where does it all lead? What will become of us? These were our young questions, and young answers were revealed. It leads to each other. We become ourselves.”
“For life is the best thing we have in this existence. And if we should desire to believe in something, it should be a beacon within. This beacon being the sun, sea, and sky, our children, our work, our companions and, most simply put, the embodiment of love.”
― Patti Smith
Sparkling in a ray of light
I see you far, in my sight
No words well written to utter
Nor gestures to make you flatter.
— Shyam Soman
In the end, we forget the details of our lives that embarrass us or are too painful. We just lie back and allow ourselves to float along calmly over the deep waters, with our eyes closed.
— Patrick Modiano
