Sailing In The Open

A breath rises and unfolds its energy, like a vibration crossing space and dissolving silence. Colors burst into moving flashes, answering one another like opposing winds uniting in a single embrace. At the heart of this luminous tumult appears the silhouette of a sailboat, fragile vessel yet immense as it sets off toward the invisible. The canvas opens like a horizon without end, pushing back its own boundaries. Light dances there, elusive, a presence slipping beyond all grasp. Each shade becomes a passage, each flare a call to cross the frontier of the senses. The sky widens, space itself becomes breath, and the soul rediscovers its primal rhythm. Is it the world that opens to us, or our gaze at last that opens to the world?