The undiscovered is the space in which miracles
occur.

Some victories begin with a single step – no matter how small.

Between purple and sea
the boundaries of the world disappear.

The sea embraces the forest, and
the waves sing it songs from afar.

Like a seed in the ashes –
small but full of life

In the cloud forest you lose your direction, but you find yourself.

Nature paints with red when it wants to be seen.

Chaos is just a structure that we don’t yet understand.

The waves of heaven do not break – they
vanish in the light.

Whoever follows the Yellow River travels through time
and fate.

The green keeps the noise away, but not the
thoughts.

They caress gently or tear everything away with them.

The sky burns in colors that no fire can ever imitate.

A lightning storm: the chaos of nature at its most beautiful.

Maybe he doesn’t just think – maybe he creates.

The little elephant nudged the red nose –
and the laughter became real.

Every ray of sunshine is an embrace
of heaven.

Serenity is the art of accepting things that you cannot change.

At night, rainbows are visible only to dreamers.

No flowers, no fragrance – and yet
a breath of life.

Those who do not reflect remain trapped.

Moss on the ice – as if spring had secretly left traces.

Heat can be lacking, even in the blazing sun.

He will run away from you as long as you follow him.

The mountains are resting, but the wind
moves them like an eternal sea.

Sometimes the path leads, sometimes longing leads.

Between words and thoughts, where
language lives

Who is she? Maybe a memory, maybe
a dream.

Pink dreams – sweet, wild and full of life.

If dreams had colors, pink would be the color of courage.

Snow and fire – two opposites that never touch without perishing.

Every body carries its own monument – hidden
under the skin.

Alone in infinity – lost or finally free?

Light falls into the forest like memories into the heart – gentle, unexpected, bright.

A lonely hiker gets lost in the forest – or finds himself.

We drift through space, alone and yet
surrounded by countless worlds.

Maybe the bridge leads to nowhere – or simply further than you can see.

Thinking is like dancing – if you stand still, you lose the rhythm.

When elements meet, chaos or harmony arises – we decide what remains