ECHOES OF TIME

On a morning kissed by an erratic wind, I found myself at the shore, yearning to immortalize the elusive beauty of the sea. Yet, the day seemed unwilling to surrender its secrets to me, or perhaps it was I who was not attuned to the harmonies of nature. A different kind of enchantment beckoned, a more passionate affair that would stir the depths of my soul.

And there, not far from the gentle embrace of the waves, I beheld a bush, swaying in a wild rhapsody, a symphony of movement guided by the unseen hand of the wind. It swung with abandon, a creature in its own right, surrendering itself to the tempestuous airs that caressed its being. Such was the captivating spectacle that unfolded before my eyes.

Compelled by an inexplicable force, I abandoned all reason and surrendered myself to the whimsical invitation of that rebellious bush. I stepped into its tempestuous dance, my camera an extension of my being. As the wind's song embraced me, I twirled and spun, entranced by the pulsating rhythm that filled the air.

In that embrace, amidst the chaos of nature's choreography, I found solace and liberation. The world faded away, replaced by a vivid tapestry of motion and sound. Every click of the shutter resonated with the beating of my heart, capturing fleeting moments of euphoria and exhilaration.

I revelled in that fusion of artistry and nature! The clamour of the wind blended seamlessly with the mechanical clicks of my camera. Together, we painted a canvas of unadulterated joy, where the boundaries of reality and the boundaries of the soul were shattered.

And so, within that chaotic dance, I discovered the true essence of bliss. No longer confined by the constraints of the mundane, I basked in the transcendental ecstasy of creation. The world may have deemed it madness, but within that untamed bush, I uncovered a truth that whispered to my spirit and set me free.

Antonio Leanza