I like the silence of the long, long fields... the sea in the winter...i like the smell of the first raindrops in the grass...i like the Spring in Alentejo! I like the sound of the rain on my roof in the Winter ...i love the sensuality and the silence of the dunes of the desert...and I love my friends and my family...

 

I love the words of Saint Exupery "the essencial is invisible to our eyes"

  

SENSATION

by: Arthur Rimbaud (1854-1891)

translated by Jethro Bithell

    

In summer evenings blue, pricked by the wheat

On rustic paths the thin grass I shall tread,

And feel its freshness underneath my feet,

And, dreaming, let the wind bathe my bare head.

 

I shall not speak, nor think, but, walking slow

Through Nature, I shall rove with Love my guide,

As gipsies wander, where, they do not know,

Happy as one walks by a woman's side.

         

-----///\\------Please

----///--\\\----put this

--- |||-- -|||---on your

--- |||-- -|||---profile if

--- |||-- -|||---you know

----\\\--///----someone

-----\\\///-----who is living with, survived

------///\-----or has passed away from

-----///\\\----cancer.

----///--\\\---Thank you