Lalibela – Ethiopia Where do they go, these men, these women, these children, Are gathering, always, on the freshness, in the rain, in the heat..? Why these churches … carved from the living rock, for centuries, These candles, these crosses..? Why these ghosts, these loneliness, these screams, those whispers, At night, into the shadows, into the light? Whose are these screams, these pains, these memories… These offerings, these hopes, these smiles..? Why? For whom? I am here, in the early morning, in the mountains, at 2600 m, in the monastic city of the highlands of Ethiopia, Lalibela. Ten centuries of...
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