Nine of cups. Laying on a soft path and safe matters. Early hours and golden silence. Magnitude of human being. Birdsongs outside my window. Bells from that close church making its game. Soft light starting to bring the day up. Still slow and calm. May the calm keep you safe during this new period of time. To being present in distance. To keep the connection between separated points by continuous approaches. Finding rest through turbulent times. Getting into internal motion that may fulfil my environment. To get awake, now and then.

Raw non-sense thoughts.