Post Wedding Day in Mexico – Heather and Carlos
Post-wedding day – The USA and Canada are our prime markets. Curiously, very few of our couples are from Mexico, and it is hard to explain why…
Surprisingly many of them have never even visited a cenote before!
Which is, in comparison, as if an Italian would have never visited the Colosseum or someone from France would have never climbed the Tour Eiffel.
A possible explanation is that Mexico is a huge country. How big? Let’s put it in perspective, more or less the same size as France, Italy, United Kingdom, Germany, and Spain put together! If you see it that way, a Mexican who has never visited a cenote is more or less like a Scottish person who has never visited Sicily… which is not so strange at all.
However, cenotes are something really amazing. They are like huge aquariums, whose water is crystal clear, with tens of meters of visibility.
In this case, Heather and Carlos were a mixed couple from the States, whereas Carlos is of Mexican origin.
Working with them was a real pleasure.
We wish them all the best.
Your Name
Day and night, your name.
In the morning, the afternoon, at dusk
only your name spins
through my head
like a man straight-jacketed
for having lost his mind;
only your name slips
over my tongue
like a fish between the hands
of a fisherman.
I lift a paper, your name.
I put something away, your name.
There is nowhere I go
that I do not have the thorn of your name
nailed to the tip of my finger
and no matter where I go,
the memory of your face silently bites
the leg of my existence.
Is is time for Lent
and May’s festival is near.
Perhaps the day is fed up
with chasing the night.
Maybe one day I’ll wake up
to the scandal of my death;
despite it all I’ll have an ocean of sighs
in my soul, to whisper your name;
I’ll undoubtedly have one last breath
capable of filling a basket with winged ants
that will proclaim the love I have,
like the commotion that announces
coming rains.
Post wedding in Mexico
