"Why does my heart
Feel so bad?
Why does my soul
Feel so bad?
These open doors..."
(Moby)
How many faces
Smiled through these windows?
How many words
Echoed through these walls?
How many tears
Were shed on these floors?
How much laughter
Reached the ocean?
Yet now, this house,
Filled with memories,
Full of ghosts,
Is closed
Locked with silvery chains,
Until some day,
When the brave arrives
And gives it life once more...
(Sílvia)
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7 comments:
A very handsome building with lots of intriguing patterns for a photographer - but with disturbing words...
i like the trail your thoughts took here...
Em Cascais!!!!
Silvia vista a minha entrada de que te falei?? do Sardoal??
Beijinhos
Flor
Gorgeous photos!
Grande verdade!
Não custa nada sonhar neste aprendizado de ensinar com poemas belos.
Estou seguindo-a.
Deixe sem email lá em blog que remeterei o que você quiser.
Grande e afetuoso abraço
we ride! brave and bold to go!
let's shake the chains AND rock the cage! :)
Beautiful words mi amiga... It's a shame they close these wonderful houses once full of life... now, sometimes not even museums!
HUG ;)
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