A Vida

Dark Forest

As I walk this Forest,
All is dark and sight comes barely.
I hear them all around,
but none I may see.

There is no trail to walk by,
none that I may find.
I stumble, and fall to the ground,
what trips me I may never know

Wondering if it will ever end,
the voices tell me no
Whispers in my ear,
from people I may never see

I think I see the light,
but quickly it will fade.
Is it really there,
I may never know.

Fotografia

A fotografia é a arte de captar a cor, a alma e a essência, invisível aos olhos, de forma livre. - LV