"Can words sprout wings? Can they glide like butterflies through the air? Can they captivate us carry us off into another world? Can they open the last secret chamber of our souls?" - Jan Philipp Sendker, from The Art of Hearing Heartbeats.
Do you know where to venture to discover your art? Will voices and sounds, tones, and trills follow your pace?
Where does silence fill the crucible with curiosity?
What hides and peeks around corners that once felt inaccessible?
Ideas sneak away from unexpected petals.
Cracks crunch beneath the feet.
Clouds attract feathers to defy gravity.
How will you leave all behind and begin?