The roar of the sea awakens me. Calls to me. Beguiles me.
Barefoot, I approach.
It stimulates my senses.
A suggestive aroma of saltpeter envelopes me, the vastness of the watery horizon overwhelms me, I lick the tiny pearls of salt that the breeze places on my lips. And, when I bend down and touch them, the weathered logs deposited on the sand, whisper to me about extensive turquoise meadows covered with molluscs, mysterious creatures submerged in kelp forests, powerful beings floating in oceans, storms, rough seas, shipwrecks, forbidden loves… Secrets that thrill my heart.
Do you feel it too?
Paloma Puya Canomanuel