New kind/ Barcelona, 13 de enero de 2012

When I look at them, I see a new kind of hapiness. Maybe it hides under shades of gray, maybe it is not the right one. Maybe it will never be understood by the laws of certain worlds. But the two of them are there, running through the streets of beautiful cities, strange people and foreign languages. They have seen cathedrals and parks, ancient avenues and rivers, they have watched the sun go down behind the walls of a white palace. They have been full of bliss and blessings. They are a new kind.
Yesterday, they walked by the sea. It was a pale blue one, sometimes even green. White boats on the horizon waved them goodbye. We are returning now, to a new old land, to an unknown home across the ocean, to a time that seems to have defied, for once, every plan and every line.