I will begin with a sound that reaches from the hardest metal to the finest string, without pleasures being excluded or guilt being imposed, but nature remains nature.

There is a way to go in and out of everyday events, so that our clothing does not get caught in the branches that this persistent step takes around us on our emotions; the removal of a minuscule happiness that a person guards in the safest vaults of their private life. And yet.

May would be different if instead of paying fees for inhaling its oxygen, we spoke stone and spoke water with the hope that one day a new grove would emerge, suitable to receive our burial.

Spring is needed, and life full of purity, for a gift that no one else can offer you.