Speicher, Switzerland.
June 2023
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Bells ringing in the distance, from afar, or from up close. No, not a church bell, not an alarm to attract sin and hope. Just cows and their hoofs against cobblestone against a green backdrop that cliffs down to reflective water. White clouds covering blue sky and oh! Is that the sun? No, just a parachute. Just a human flying above me, free range, free will, free. Simply free. I feel free, here, sitting on this grass. I’m not sure if it belongs to Italy, or France, or Germany, or Austria, or Switzerland. But regardless, I know I’m close. Close to life, close to nature, close to her. Mother. Mother that I return to in times of crisis. This nature who is my mother. This peace I find in this mysterious place, yet so familiar. I am not as lost as I thought I was. I am never lost.