“Being an artist means,
not reckoning and counting, but ripening
like the tree
which does not force its sap
and stands confident
in the storms of spring, without the fear
that after them may come no summer.”
— Rainer Maria Rilke
El vent de Catalunya
Si porta missatges, no cal paraules. puc entendre. Quelcom dins de mi parla la mateixa llengua. Hi ha dies que tinc dubtes (…)
