At the end of the world, there is a place where the mountains stand still, like hearts that have realized after years that love needs no sound. Where the clouds come down, a little closer to the earth, a little closer to us…
On that special day, the sky fell in love.
It combed the clouds, poured the colors out of its heart and said to the trees: “Put on your party clothes.”
The wind slowly parted the curtain of fog, so that that sacred moment could be seen—the moment when the sky bent down, pressed its forehead to the earth and kissed it.
No one understood exactly what happened in that moment.
But from that day on, the heart of the earth became softer… and every bird that passed by sang a little more romantically.
This picture is the evidence of that kiss. Not just a view, but a memory of the day when love hid itself in nature, so that only the hearts that seek it would find it.