I hear the crunchy sound when snowshoe dives into the snow. I hear another one..one after the other. Right after left and left after the right. Then listen. No other sound, no other voice. Quietness takes me on a journey nowhere and everywhere. I am a snowflake. I am a decaying leaf enjoying its last minutes in the sunshine. I am a sun that brings life. I am a wind that travels. I am all and I am no one.
I feel the chains melting and I am leaving a self built card house...