Behind them, there is the open waters. Birds flying in different directions. Far away mountains, clear in a sunny day. They were just two girls, hanging out. Enjoying a little laugh.
A closer look to it, has changed the perspective. There was the old lady of the town. Sewing, as she always do in the place, all day long! They were talking to her, trying to act funny and laughing at her replies. Something that was not pleasant. But, the old lady was having the time of her life. She was enjoying their company. It was clear that she was enjoying the fact that she was the one making them laugh.
He was watching them from a distance, then walked closely to them. He was still uncertain if the old lady knew that, some of what they were saying, was just a mockery. Maybe, she is just innocent and would not differentiate. Or, it could be that she can tell the difference. But, to her, seeing them laugh would mean more than her thoughts or perception. He stopped there. He did not want to come any closer. He realized how, a picture can hold many picture. How perception can shape what is within a frame. At times, it would appear one way from a distance. But, a closer look into the details, would just turn everything around.
Atrás delas, o mar aberto. Pássaros voando em direções diferentes. Montanhas distantes, nítidas num dia ensolarado. Eram apenas duas garotas, passeando. Dando risadas.
Um olhar mais atento mudou a perspectiva. Lá estava a velha senhora da cidade. Costurando, como sempre fazia ali, o dia todo! Elas conversavam com ela, tentando ser engraçadas e rindo de suas respostas. Algo que não era nada agradável. Mas a velha senhora estava se divertindo muito. Ela estava curtindo a companhia delas. Era evidente que ela estava gostando de ser ela quem as fazia rir.
Ele as observava à distância, depois se aproximou. Ainda não tinha certeza se a velha senhora sabia que algumas das coisas que elas diziam eram apenas uma brincadeira. Talvez ela fosse inocente e não percebesse a diferença. Ou talvez ela soubesse. Mas, para ela, vê-las rir significava mais do que seus pensamentos ou percepções. Ele parou ali. Não queria se aproximar mais. Percebeu como uma imagem pode conter muitas imagens. Como a percepção pode moldar o que está dentro de uma moldura. Às vezes, à distância, pode parecer de um jeito. Mas, ao observar os detalhes mais de perto, tudo muda.
