For a long time now, I have been watching the giant tree trunks hang like old skin. It mesmerizes me unconditionally and it reminds me how we are getting renewed in every single second. I believe the changes guide us to the light within.
I am refreshed and rejuvenated. That old skin hanging off the trees is dancing with the wind reminding me of my Grandma. I persevere, design and shape them, bringing a new life to the old, with a vision who sees, we are one love and light