The world never stops. Really?
Are we truly so certain that we grasp the whole world with our certainties?
At the end of an intense day, lost somewhere in Asia, lifting one’s eyes from the screen and, in a single breath, absorbing deeply the strong colors of a peace that, in truth, has been with us, ahead of us, preparing us all along.
Some have this knowledge. On this lake in Cambodia, some move forward. Others know how to wait.
Perhaps at that very moment, on the other side of the world, in Mauritania, a woman quietly hurries toward her men returning to feed…
Only our desire to move might allow us to know.