Nature in its jumble-tumble riot of moving, dancing and twirling green colors somehow finds balance. Springtime springs fresh sprouts in a carefree arranged endless abundance of sprigs, leaves and buds that soon aim to flower bright and vivid, using the green as its canvas to shine. I am wandering carefree, wild and searching for my spot in the endless sea of the undistinguished, yet extraordinary. I am wondering how I can be more than a backdrop to vivid riots of colors or the dancing bear of the oh so stoic tree. Where is my own identity among all these subtle identities. I search but I don’t arrive, as I am here in the moment of balance and perfection in the nurturing embrace of a soothing world of green. The green that is meant to be one to present unity and harmony to the mind that seeks quiet, the heart that needs healing and the soul that craves comfort. So I humbly come from the earth and I longingly stretch towards the unreachable sky knowing that my place is here, between the rock and the clouds to give you the nurturing space to heal.
