Salve!!

Quantas vezes já me perguntei, afinal –

— de quantas histórias somos feitos? —

“Redwood Cathedral”, Sean O’Gara, 2013. Via SavetheRedwoods.org.

Para hoje, deixo aqui esse lindíssimo poema de Linda Hogan, o qual prefiro não me atrever a traduzir.

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“Walking, I can almost hear the redwoods beating. And the oceans are above me here, rolling clouds, heavy and dark. It is winter and there is smoke from the fires. It is a world of elemental attention, of all things working together, listening to what speaks in the blood.

Whichever road I follow, I walk in the land of many gods, and they love and eat one another.

Suddenly all my ancestors are behind me. Be still, they say. Watch and listen.

You are the result of the love of thousands.”

~ Linda Hogan

As “rolling clouds“, (nuvens onduladas). Foto: data e autor desconhecidos, encontrada em ShowViral.com

◊◊◊ Somos feitos do amor de milhares. ◊◊◊

Att,

~Helga.