Wednesday, June 11, 2014


Looking is all we have to give
sometimes all we have to receive.

Looking is the infinite of ephemeral things
and at the same time it is the end of the permanent.

The only immortality that exists
is written in the things that we look at

which gradually bit by bit fade away
on the horizon of oblivion.

© Adrian, inspired by an old letter of my mother
Spanish version HERE