Fire, Air, Water, and Wood. Four forces. Four paths.
Fire emerged at sunset in Dubai, when a balloon slowly rose, warmed by the incandescent breath. Between anxiety and fascination, I ascended to the skies to discover what the desert keeps in silence.
Air enveloped me in lightness. In flight, time ceased. With no hurry, only silence and the infinite horizon, where dunes and sky touch.
Water, discreet and powerful, appeared in the streets of Dubai, in the ancient wind towers and in the reservoirs that refreshed homes for centuries, and at the fountain in Hiroshima, where the endless flow taught me to be still.
Wood, on the cliffs of Big Sur, revealed hidden faces, eyes etched in trunks, secrets that unveil themselves only to those who dare to look closely.
Together, the elements find balance, and in their meeting, life itself pulses.
