As every year, by this day, I offer a bouquet to my godparents. It is a tradition here that, at Easter, godparents give a present to their godchildren, called “folar”. But, for that to take place, at the sunday before Easter, the Palm Sunday or Branch Sunday, godchildren must offer their godparents a bouquet. If they don’t, their godparents won’t have to give them anything. I am a bit too grown up to recieve this “folar”, but I like this symbolic gesture, the humbleness of those who ask, so that something can be given. And also because it’s a way to say to the people you love that you didn’t forget and you want to pay them this tribute. As I can’t do it personally, for some years now, I take a photo of some flowers, or trees, or any kind of branches and I send it to them along with a message. This is today’s photo to send them.
This year, as a conspiracy dictated by moon’s rhythm, Branch Sunday is coincident with other major events concerning the relative position of the stars and the planets: the vernal equinox, with the beginning of Spring, and my birthday! 😉
Balada Astral – Miguel Araújo, with Inês Viterbo
For those who the conspiracy of the stars hasn’t made able to understand this beautiful Portuguese language, I leave the rough translation I made from the lyrics:
When God put the world
And the sky spinning,
Deep down He knew
That somehow
I had to find you
My mother, at the instant
She accepted to dance,
Was induced
By the conspiracy of the stars
Which from their cosmic slowness
Made your father
Smile to your mother
So that you
Also existed
It was a beautiful day
And at the time I was too
The infinity
Still remembered well
Of it’s cosmic hostage.
And me, who thought
I would only buy bread,
And you, who thought
You would only walk the dog,
Safe from the conspiracy,
Crossed paths,
Stumbled in a glance,
And the bread, that day
Turned out not bought
Became entangled the doggeries,
The planets, the signs,
The fate and the constellations,
The stars, the tracks
And the stuff of us both
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