One Moment In The Wind

All might seem motionless in space. And yet, a breath passes. It cannot be seen, yet it stirs clouds of light, carrying colors like weightless veils. This instant in the wind is not fleeting: it is eternity condensed. A suspended second, where the universe breathes more deeply. This painting seeks to capture its shiver. Pigments scatter like grains of stars, shadows part to release a whirl of dawns. It is the dance of an invisible breath, revealing that even the void is alive. In this surge, everything is movement. The past dissolves like dust, the future appears as promise. Only the vibrant present remains, this instant of wind that crosses and transforms. And the one who gazes feels carried away, as though their soul became a feather, as though their dreams became pollen, traveling from one shore of infinity to the other. An instant in the wind… and we understand that we are all travelers of air and light. The wind does not take us away: it brings us closer to our Essence.