OFFERINGS

Give and receive

     Words and images are the simulacrum of what is untouchable and intransmissible... and they deceive quite well.

 

Offerings I, photography by São Ludovino.

 

 

Offerings II, photography by São Ludovino.

 

 

 Offerings III, photography by São Ludovino.

 

 Offerings IV, photography by São Ludovino.

 

 Offerings V, photography by São Ludovino.

 

Offerings VI, photography by São Ludovino.

Offerings VII, photography by São Ludovino. 

 Offering mountains to the sea, photography by São Ludovino.

 

 

OFFERINGS

So, you decided to offer me your mirages
Hoping that I believe
In each trembling line of heat and light?
And I do
For an eternity that lasts as long as the trail of a shooting star.
Why don’t you offer me shooting stars, instead?
I would believe them forever.

So, you are convinced that the flowers
You gave me long ago
Wouldn’t wither ever,
Even without a single drop of your eyes’ dew?
The flowers are withering with you.
In the last petals
Only remains the dew of a forgotten soul.

So, you tell me you've build mountains and plains
And rivers of silver and blue
Just to make me stay in the corner of your dreams?
And I stayed
Until your dreams went away without me.
While I watch you going, I offer the mountains to the sea…

And while I behold the sea
You behold me
Telling me in a forgotten language of shiny words
That the sea always returns everything back.
Now it’s your turn to wait
Now it’s your turn to not believe me… in vain…

São Ludovino, 3/6/2013, 3:31 A.M.