A million years ago, I believed I could fly, I could run ... I let my heart decide my way. When I was young, deep down, I knew it would be inevitable to wake up. Today, I see that time is running, but I am still asleep, as it was a million years ago. I remember dreaming of you, where life reigned, and the smell of damp earth magnetized me. Like millions of years ago, I miss you, the sunset in the Indian Ocean, the chirping of the morning, the ping of Surucucu. As it was millions of years ago, your taste continues to satisfy me and the Embondeiro's grandeur protects me. Like millions of years ago, I ride your waves and plunge into your heart. Like millions of years ago, I sit on your lap and nothing else exists. Like a million years ago, your beauty snatches me and I fly, I run ... I let my heart decide my way.
Ao lerem este blogue, por mais real que pareça tudo o que aqui será publicado, não o imaginem vivido por mim. É uma vida de alguém ou de muitos. Alegrias e sofrimentos que têm apenas intenção de provocar reflexão.