I first asked the sea for permission,
then this land that welcomes me,
and the southern breeze that arrives,
so that I could enter — without disturbing —
listening to the flow of my passions,
into this suspended space
that breathes to the rhythm of the wind.
Now, with small gestures of light,
I lead you toward what is being born here,
for when you love a land
as you love its silence,
nothing is imposed.
You listen.
You wait.
And then, you create.
Laura