There are moments of pure silence.
Days where the world stops and only the beauty of nature plays on repeat.
Fire, earth, water, air.
The ways of life, built on the four elements.
There are moments of pure noise.
Days where the world spins out of control, and the way of human life takes over.
Noise, noise, noise.
The unbalanced scale between calm and catastrophe.
There are days when the silence becomes unbearable.
Days where the world seems too quiet, too silent.
s i l e n c e…
The eerie silence of unspoken words.
And there are days where the silence is perfect.
Days where the world is meant to be quiet, where life just occurs and no words need to be said.
Mother nature tied with the silence of humans.
The perfect response to the natural life cycle.