While Nature Listens

The sound of the waterfall was always there. While trees were growing and stones were shifting, the water kept repeating the same melody. One day, a human did not stand against this flow. He did not speak over it. He simply stopped and began to play. The violin blended into the water, the forest paused, the wind slowed down. In that moment, music no longer belonged to nature, and nature became the music itself. No one could tell who was listening anymore...