I'm in the northernmost part of Italy, very close to the hustle and bustle of this charming city.
With summer in my heart, a melody in my mind and my youth at my feet, I jump on the back of this wave that was formed by the power of the water to carry me forward... Saturated by a sea of crystals, the fresh rain courses over my body. I feel energy building inside me. Pulsating, racing, constantly in motion.
The wave swells, gains momentum, crests and falls. I catch it, gently embedding it in my river.
Because I know that if I don’t flow calmly it will be impossible for any waves to form.
Eisbach.
