ribeira sacra

it’s as if we’re in a time warp,

driving down endlessly

winding roads

flanked by fairytale forests that flicker

with shadows bathed in

glittering sunlight.

rivers such a brilliant emerald green,

guarded by colossal mountains,

and every meander brings everlasting beauty.

one might believe that the air here

has magical qualities, every inhale

a golden rush of purity.

glimpses of past lives hide in

coves and fields,

different continents moulded into one place;

an unexpected trip down

memory lane,

a whirl of emotions with every

sunset and sunrise.

energy flows into your spirit, chipping away

at the negativity, like the river eroding rocky banks,

leaving precious vineyards exposed,

simply leaving beauty exposed.