Alone

Île de Ré, France

We are alone

From the moment of the birth to the moment of the death

People around are the mirages of a lonely heart.

Just one way of thinking,

Just one way of seeing what's around.

Santisteban del Puerto, Spain

Reaching the understanding,

Reaching the wisdom, or we think so...

Reaching the meaning of life, maybe,

But the feeling is always the same:

We are alone, 

All over again

Paris, France

Working hard or traveling to another part,

When the times are hard and the sorrow is near

People around seem like shadows

In the dark side of the heart.

We are alone, here, deep inside.

Paris, France

We travel alone in a vast highway

Where there's no indication at all

The traffic is so dense,

That we cannot see where we go.

Santisteban del Puerto, Spain

What is the purpose?

What is the goal?

What is the answer?

We search always a sense in our journey

But there's always a moment,

And then...

We reach the understanding

We reach the wisdom, or we think so...

We reach the meaning of life, maybe...

And the answers are so clear

That they connect us together.

Santisteban del Puerto, Spain

Here comes the storm

 A mighty storm in the middle of the summer night. Santisteban del Puerto, Spain.

 A dead tree stands proudly against the defiant cloudy sky before the storm. Santisteban del Puerto, Spain.

 Men with their mules camping on a deep and green valley, looking at a dark storm cloud coming their way. Santisteban del Puerto, Spain.

 Stormy cloud are standing quietly above the shrine. Santisteban del Puerto, Spain.

Heavy clouds coming to the little and isolated town, so fragile here in the middle of nowhere. Santisteban del Puerto, Spain.

 Clouds are covering the sky of Normandy, but the sun still rise, hiden behind the big rock. Mont Saint Michel, France.

Dark clouds are covering the tuscany sky but the old tower and its church seem to shine with their own light. Pisa, Italy.

A world in miniature

Spring has come. The plain of Pedrotito is green and in flower. Color shapes are melting and combining together in a perfect way. Near Santisteban del Puerto, Spain.

When the sun goes down and the shapes of colors begin to turn everything unreal, like a dream. Santisteban del Puerto, Spain.

A dragonfly standing on a tensed rope. Santisteban del Puerto, Spain.

A bee trying to extract the pollen of a flower. Santisteban del Puerto, Spain.

With the warm of summer, the flora get covered by tiny fauna that likes to get out at early morning. Santisteban del Puerto, España.