Green clippings, by Rui M.

One night I photographed leaves in the skies ...

Black sailboats, cut out of moonlight

and I evaporated in that cold,

of backlight, immensity and proximity.

I felt like I wasn't already there,

but in the firmament, far away ...

Heat breath exhales ...

In the lens of the camera I held her during a moment,

but she is there, eternalized for those who want to see her;

the Tree lends the branches, I the hands,

God the light, the moon seduces us,

and us, the others: the illusion, which paints with magic,

this life, that, one day, was born in us.

Enjoy.

Enjoy.