les femmes arbres

For a few months I dreamt of a tree woman and even a forest. Far from the grey buildings and the noise of others, I exist without wanting to be more. I intuitively feel that I am part of a whole, I see the spirits walking around, the kindness of the grass that protects my feet, the electricity that flows through me when I am tired.I’m an injured animal lying on the ground, a lonely tree surrounded by concrete but building roots.