Gates open wide
Revealing many pathways
Lined with moss covered rocks

I won't appear in Cathedrals
I won't appear in Castles
I won't appear in Palaces

 You want to capture Me
Turn me into a Shrine
As a frozen memory - Sleeping

Wake up and Remember
I appear in Nature
There you will hear my Voice

I'm in the rocks, the caves, the Trees
For they Remember
The sound of my Voice

No need for Initiations
No need for Rules
No need for Hierarchy

 I am with All
I am One with You
I am in You

I embrace you from Within
From above and Below
Through your Breath and your Heart

This is your Key
Breathe in and Out
Enter the Portal

And you will find Me

Continuing the trail
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Poets, writers, mystics and knights
Gather behind doors
Closed, contained, committed to explore

Secret inner worlds
The veil thinning
Eyes and ears attune to a different song

Looking for keys
To unlock the forgotten mysteries

Struck with awe
Warm and strong is his invitation
Come closer please

His soft whispers 
Inviting to slow down, listening
Old days returning

Having written most of my work in Sintra,
Where I have often dreamed and worked,
I would like to stay here forever.

I would like to be buried
By one of those poetic footpaths
That lead to the Moorish Castle

To be close to men, my brothers,
And closer to the moon and the stars, my friends,
With the green earth in front of me
And the sea stretching into the distance

The sea and the earth
That I have loved so much

~ Jose Maria Ferreira de Castro 
1898-1974, Portugal