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Tribute to my family (mother, brother and father) all gone in a very short time.

Tribute to my family (mother, brother and father) all gone in a very short time.

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  • Thanks, dear companions, for your words of comfort and sympathy. My memory may seem fully occupied with those I lost, but there's still space to remember even those I never knew. In your words I also felt your 'warming immaterial presence'. Yes, I think it's possible to share love and grief even with those we never knew. That's a sign that we are alive, we are human and we care.
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  • Oh wow!!! How devastating to lose them all so suddenly!!! What a beautiful poem to pay homage to your loved ones!!! Very touching!!! Thanks.....
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  • Querida São Ludovino: Nunca he tenido la suerte de escuchar los audios de sus presentaciones, y por lo visto no soy el único que tiene ese problema; sin embargo, declaro a The Foorprints of Eternity como una de mis favoritas, por la sensibilidad y el profundo sentimiento con que ha sido concebida, y porque el libro es un registro simbólico de aquello indeleble en su corazón. Su familia ausente siempre estará con usted.
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  • It's a wonderful poem and very nice presentation! Thank you so much!
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    • The Footprints of Eternity, a poem by Suy / São Ludovino
      © Su Blackwell, Wuthering Heights, 2010 – www.sublackwell.co.uk/portfolio-book-cut-sculpture/
    • I opened the door of my mind
      To find you in the deep heart of me.
      © Su Blackwell, Pandora Opens Box, 2009, detail. www.sublackwell.co.uk
    • I spent so many days
      Talking to the sunbeams and the shadow of my dreams.
      © Su Blackwell, Margaret and Marjorie With Light, 2008 – www.sublackwell.co.uk
    • From now and then
      I thought I saw you
      among the flocks
      of butterflies.
      You were running
      You were flying
      You were the light air,
      water and earth
      flowing between my fingers.
      © Su Blackwell, Hope, 2009 – www.sublackwell.co.uk
    • Yore, I was spining my wheel of time
      Making carpets of grass and velvet.
      © Su Blackwell, Little Red Riding Hood, detail, 2010.
    • Now our home is empty.
      You're gone forever,
      you left me alone
      in the woods of life.
      © Su Blackwell, The Wizard of Oz, 2007.
    • A Light in the Dark.
    • Your meal is still on the table
      But I'm not hungry.
      I can only feed myself
      on the fruits you left in my soul.
      © Su Blackwell, Alice, A Mad Tea Party, 2007.
    • The only bread and wine left behind
      are unrasable signs of your pain...
      © Su Blackwell, The Woodcutter's Hut, 2008.
    • And your pain is my pain.
      © Su Blackwell, The Girl in the Wood, 2008.
    • I reach for your hand
      in the other side of my memory...
      © Su Blackwell, The Extasie, 2006.
    • Though I know I can only find you
      in this side of the white desert of creation.
      © Su Blackwell, The Secret Garden, 2006.
    • How can I keep flying
      When you took my wings,
      my beliefs and hopes with you?
      © Su Blackwell, The Wild Swans, 2008.
    • How shall I go on
      When I know I won't find you
      in any harbour of my solitary voyage?
      Moon River - via www.marilynwang925.multiply.com
    • © Vasireddy Balaji Rao, Moon River.
      How can I rest
      When I know you won't be waiting for me
      When I come home?
    • Portfolio Book-Cut Sculpture
      Still, I hear your steps in the corridor every morning.
      I still see you waiting for the rising sun
      in the balcony of my childhood.
      © Su Blackwell, The Land of Far Beyond, 2007.
    • I hear you singing the same song
      that the birds sang when I was born.
      © Su Blackwell, Birds of the Open Forest, blue, 2006.
    • I still hear your voice in the twilight
      I still feel the same thrill
      the same mystery of being.
      © Su Blackwell, Birds of the Open Forest, dusk, 2006.
    • Now, what do I have to defeat
      the cold of your definitive absence?
      © Su Blackwell, The Old House, 2007.
    • Only the warmness
      of your immaterial presence...
      © Su Blackwell, Libelle.
    • The moon has the same face
      since I was born.
      © Su Blackwell, The World of Ice, 2007.
    • The moon is still here
      The fields, the trees, the night.
      All seems untouched and immutable.
      A spark of what we were all together
      still shines in the night.
      © Miguel Claro, Steps to the Moon, Alentejo, Portugal, 2009 - www.twanight.org
    • My mother (16/7/1924 - 10/12/2009), my father (21/3/1925 - 28/3/2011), my brother (3/1/1960 - 30/1/2011) and me.
      The River - www.bjwsblogspot.com
    • The light of your smile
      still illuminates my world.
      © Su Blackwell, The Twelve Dancing Princesses, detail, 2007.
    • Me and my brother (3/1/1960 - 30/1/2011).
      ©Miguel Claro, Full Moon Skyscape, Portinho da Arrábida, Setúbal, Portugal, 2010 - www.twanight.org
    • Lucas (2006-2008) – Photography by Kim, my brother, December 2006.
    • I opened the door of my mind
      To find you in the deep heart of me.
      I spent so many days
      Talking to the sunbeams
      and the shadow of my dreams.
      From now and then
      I thought I saw you
      Among the flocks of butterflies.
      You were running
      You were flying
      You were the light air,
      Water and earth
      Flowing between my fingers.
      I was spining my wheel of time
      Making carpets of grass and velvet.
      Now our home is empty.
      You’re gone forever,
      You left me alone
      In the woods of life.
      Your meal is still on the table
      But I’m not hungry.
      I can only feed myself
      Of the fruits you left in my soul.
      The only bread and wine left behind
      Are unrasable signs of your pain…
      And your pain is my pain.
      © David Cortner, Planets in the Dusk, Catawba River, 2005
      • www.davidcortner.com/regions/america/carolinas/catawba_pan2.html
    • I reach for your hand
      In the other side of my memory…
      Though I know I can only find you
      In this side
      Of the white desert of creation.
      I hear you singing the same song
      That the birds sang when I was born.
      I still hear your voice in the twilight
      I still feel the same thrill
      The same mystery of being.
      How can I keep flying
      When you took my wings,
      my beliefs and hopes with you?
      How shall I go on
      When I know I won’t find you
      In any harbour of my solitary voyage?
      How can I rest
      When I know you won’t be waiting for me
      When I come home?
      Still, I hear your steps in the corridor every morning.
      I still see you waiting for the rising sun
      In the balcony of my childhood.
      Now, what do I have to defeat
      The cold of your definitive absence?
      Only the warmness
      Of your immaterial presence…
      The moon has the same face
      Since I was born.
      The moon is still here,
      The fields, the trees, the night.
      All seems untouched and immutable.
      A spark of what we were all together
      Still shines in the night.
      The light of your smile
      Still illuminates my world.
      Suy / São Ludovino, The Footprints of Eternity, 1/6/2011
      © Jay Ouellet, Moon River, 9 September 2005 -www.apod.nasa.gov
    • MOON RIVER
      Moon RiverWider than a mileI'm crossing you in styleSomedayOh, dream makerYou heartbreakerWherever you're goingI'm going your way.Two driftersOff to see the worldThere's such a lot of world to seeWe're after the same rainbows endAnd waiting round the bendMy huckleberry friendMoon RiverAnd me.
      Johnny Mercer
      Moon River Landscape - Photoshop - www.nicegfx.com
      In 1961 «Moon River» received the Oscar for the best movie song, a theme composed by Henry Mancini with lyrics by Johnny Mercer. «Moon River» belonged to the original Soundtrack of the movie «Breakfast at Tiffany’s» directed by Blake Edwards.
    • TECHNICAL DATA / CREDITS
      TITLE:THE FOOTPRINTS OF ETERNITY – Dedicated to my family (mother, brother and father) all gone in a very short time.
      IMAGES: ©Su Blackwell - www.sublackwell.co.uk/portfolio-book-cut-sculpture/; www.marilynwang925.multiply.com; www.bjwsblogspot.com; © Miguel Claro – www.twanight.org; © Vasireddy Balaji Rao; © David Cortner – www.davidcortner.com/regions/america/carolinas/catawba_pan2.html; © Jay Ouellet - www.apod.nasa.gov; www.nicegfx.com; Kim, my brother (Joaquim M. E. Ludovino).
      TEXT:The Footprints of Eternity, a poem by Suy /São Ludovino.
      MUSIC Source:CD from my personal archive.
      Slide 1 to 30: Henry Mancini & His Orchestra, Moon River (1961), 1968 .
      Slideshare version - Link: www.beemp3.com/download.php?file=6056413&song=Moon+River+%5BFrom+Breakfast+at+Tiffany%26%23039%3Bs%5D
      DURATION:about 2:44 minutes.
      DATE:June 2011.
      SELECTION, ORGANIZATION AND EFFECTS:Suy (Conceição Ludovino).
      Suy © 2011
      Background -© Miguel Claro, Steps to the Moon, Alentejo, Portugal, 2009.