The edge of Heaven.

"Fill my eyes with magic
Fill my heart with joy
Fill my soul with peace...
And there, among your trees,
I'll breathe the quietness
That flows in the breeze;
I'll taste the wonder
Brought by the singing streams.
There, I will find my young
And my old self;
I will find you.
We'll walk hand in hand
By a path of smiling light
And sit on a rock,
Touching the edge of the sky!"

Archaeology

It is a wonderful place in the top of the Sintra ridge of mountains. An ancient church, in ruins, with graffitti from the Middle Ages. Here too, I took some photos in the dark and only after developping I could see what was really there. There are fascinating paintings on the walls, but seriously damaged. Well, whoever owns it doesn't seem to care a lot about its conditions. I took these pictures years ago, and it is still in ruins.


This Monochrome concept came from Aileni at Monochrome Weekly

A Poet or a Saint?

"I hit my foot in the desert
And no spring appeared...

I touched a rock
And it wasn't covered with white lilies...

I kissed a tree
And the hanged man didn't ressuscitate...

I cursed the landscape
And the roots didn't dry...

Tell me please: what the hell is it worth being a Poet?
(The holymen are happier)."

José Gomes Ferreira