…trees dancing at the flow of the wind: green. …clouds crashing each other: rain. …a delicate beam of sun: rainbow. …our footsteps staying there: sand. The ocean singing unknown languages from all rivers around the world. You heard about the snow dropping into a lake far in the mountains. I…

how do you open those gates? in your eyes in your chest all of you in inhabitance you stay with me when just existing on my own in my own silence covering the rocks of time the children of you the wonders you invite showers of a heart a hand…