da ettore » lun apr 16, 2012 18:40 pm
A long, long time ago,
there were two people who look very much like yourselves,
and as we to you, they were on a journey,
a quest if you will, to find what we all seem to be searching for.
For reasons they may never even know,
they enter the land of the great Atacama
and headed South.
Warm desert winds rose from the sands
and guided them throw the Valley of the Moon,
a place where time and direction don?t exist.
Yet they still rest on?
Soon the horizon flattens out.
And they cross the Mirror of the Sands,
the first sign of life but certainly not the last.
Soon colors of green and blue cover the hills
and they find a new guide: water.
Tiniest streams became raging rivers
and they were taking West.
Pass the Smoking Mountains and Floating Falls
and till they reach the Ocean,
where sunlight grows from the ground
and dances from the palm of your hands.
They drift to South.
Each day a new door,
a new direction,
a new way to be.
As days turn to weeks,
visions of moving colors
and curios creatures pass them by.
And till time simply faded away?
And as with all those who have come before you,
their path soon came to an end
and they only found me, their future.
Quietly waiting?
And I ask them the same two questions I will someday ask you:
?Is it possible to be happy with this life??
And then I will ask, as I do to everyone else:
?Did you enjoy your story??