In the pulse of the river, in the singing of stones, the sound of my heart merges with nature, no borders, no limits, a gathering of dreams.

Eels glide by, while the fish leap, misty, a dance beneath this blue-green expanse, a language of water that speaks to those who dare to listen.

Nature is a whisperer, a confidant, a map in our hands, a wild song, a cascade of stories, a treasure waiting.

• Cecilia Vicuña