…a menudo se sentaban en el tronco a orillas del río, por la noche, y escuchaban en silencio al agua, que para ellos no era agua, sino la voz de la vida, la voz de lo que es, de lo que eternamente deviene…

Hermann Hesse

Skills: Art, DIALOGUE, Stories, Thoughts

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  1. María
    Monday March 10th, 2014 at 01:44 PM · Reply

    I know this place, I was there with you, Berta, when we both were taking pictures at five o’clock in the morning, in the temples, close to Siam Rep, Cambodia.
    It was amazing the sound of the praying during the sunrise, while a men was fishing in the water with his net. Even with the sound of the prayers in the distance, the most incredible feeling was the silence and the peace that the water can carry.
    Thank you for sharing this moment!
    María A.

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