Oaken ataraxia by Emerald watcher And not far from the place, there appeared another giant from my memories. A thousand years old companion, enduring the beating of the thunders and the greedy hunger of the woodcutters.
“There it stands, close enough to take a look at our impatience, yet aeons far with its own lessons. It is just a tree, make no mistake.
Yet, we cannot deny the life in it; a life that is still defying time, unaffected by praise..or blame.
It doesn’t scream or run when one of us violates its isolation.
The more you understand its silence, the sooner you’ll find the protection you seek. From your thoughts, to begin with.”
somewhere in southern Italy..
project: Solitudo Meridionalis / Southern Solitude
Sig Nordal 