was stepping into the light.
was filling the air and a soft wind was trying to creep through the leaves.
step I took was an intense rustle, an interruption of this balance between
silence and wind.
step seemed to disturb the atmosphere.
embarrassed, as if I was interrupting something.
petrified, I was trying to communicate with someone who was speaking another
language, something which does not understand and has no interest in
with her, the nature.
by that explosion of colours.
by the greatness,
by that majestic stillness which seemed to have nothing to tell me.
by the silence and by the night which was relentlessly arriving.
there, still, watching, listening.
an ancient mutation, previous to my existence, it was there.
belong there? To that moment?
breath concerted with the wind, my movements were slow.
by an infinity of sounds, scents and colours blended to give an enthralling
sensation of absolute peace.
remained there more than i was allowed, and this, this was the only photo I was
brave enough to take before darkness.
respectfully and quietly went away.
I took away something: I took possession of an image of nature in an exact
was asked to me in return and till today I hope this image was a gift.
have asked permission, if I could, but nobody, of course, would have answered.
would have thanked, if I could."