WHO MOVED THE PHOTOGRAPH?

In many occasions it is not necessary to think about tomorrow when it is enough to learn to live in the present without missing a single opportunity to serve and love.

Who moved the photograph? The photograph, that every morning when I woke up, I observed hanging on the wall; in front of my bed. The photograph, which reminded me of how happy I was! And how happy I want to be again!

Who moved the photograph? The photograph, where I’m seen smiling undeniably radiant with light in my eyes, reflecting the strength of my youth.

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IMPOSSIBLE DESIRE…

When a person dies a separation of body and spirit occurs. And even though we cannot see them physically, they never separate from our side as they remain in our memories, thoughts and hearts.

In the light of a lantern in twilight! Sitting on a rock, dazed and without a fixed point, I direct my gaze towards the empty environment, wrapped in an inexplicable loneliness Dreaming of going back home!

What an impossible wish! I have asked, whispering into the wind, to allow me a moment more; even if I must steal it from eternity, just to see you again!

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