Quiet, serene, while the world passes by. Souls suspended in time, traveling to new destinations. No place is old. Each journey reveals something new, and we, too, are constantly renewed. Eyes closed, oblivious to the world outside, we are enveloped in a timeless moment. The trees blur into passing shadows, their details indistinguishable, reminders of the fleeting nature of reality.

In this dream-like state, we drift through life, not bound by the constraints of time or place. The details, often easy to get lost in, fade into the background as we float through the essence of existence. Here, we are free from the weight of the world, untethered and limitless.

We are not lost; we are dreaming. Life, in its boundless beauty, is but a dream, an ethereal tapestry woven with moments of stillness and movement, of clarity and blur. In this serene journey, we find ourselves, not in the destinations, but in the act of dreaming itself. It is in this dream that we truly live, experiencing the infinite possibilities that lie within each passing moment. 🙏🏾❤️

©️ Beatriz Esmer