going back to Rio…

I am finding my way back to the words I want to say as I look back to the beach from a rainy day.

It has been a while and the rhythm of my story has been broken, interrupted.

Forgive me. I’ll warm you up with sunshine, with memories from a day of laughter, sandy toes and strong drinks.

On a day like that sorrows can be kicked like shoes, to be forgotten for a while and then collected reluctantly when the sun sinks.

There are days that need no narration, when clouds and sea and sky speak for themselves without words, and speak of something beautiful, infinite unforgettable.

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2 Responses to going back to Rio…

  1. Lissa Rabon says:

    God blessed you with a miraculous day…now me too through your words

  2. cuhome says:

    Beautiful photo story! Love the colors and liveliness and depth! Thank you!

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