Life

I see myself on the other side
of the Equator line.
Far from the concrete world/
Far from the asphalt roads.
 

I see myself surrounded
with sumptuous mountains...
...mountains that hundred years ago
was home from the Indians and Samaritans.
 

From the top of the mountain
I can see the ocean in Anchieta.
 

The symphony of the birds in tone
with owls, ducks...the hustler singing the
first sound of the morning.
The creamy, fresh and hot milk
from the cow...
 

The enchanted sound of the water breaking
on the rocks of the waterfall;
Right there from my window.
 

It's just another day here,
on the other side of the Equator.
 

And I look from my window and the
horseman is preparing the horses
so we can go for a ride on the mountains...the forest.
 

It's morning and they are setting fire on the
white clay oven to cook a whole pig for the day.
It's a happy time...

 

Jade da Rocha