Humans and imagination: In the arms of nature

Her heart was broken. So she took refuge in nature. The mountains hugged her. The peaks showed her the clouds to watch their liberation. Tall trees touching the sky told her that beauty exists. The mist caressed her skin. Nature slowly entered her veins and healed her heart. There is nothing to fear. Our sorrow in this world is very small. A sapling grows from our ashes. Loss creates new beauties. We live to travel, to experience, to step out of our comfort zone, to gain, to lose to laugh, to cry, to have no regrets.

Watercolor, gouache, oil pastel and color pencil on cardboard 21x32 cm