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'An internal and ethereal journey witnessed, reflected and captured by the eyes of Esteban Wautier.  Natura Pudica is both a utopian future as well as a return to the source.'
against all odds

Clouds of noise and grief are clogging ears

And blinded are the eyes by superficialities

Even though she tirelessly whispers her mysteries

Like a breeze of fluid beauty and grace

As the sound of her waves simply pave the way

seeking to stream through spirit and soul


With a forced hand she comes in like the tide

Silent and wild, sweeping everything she deems unjustified

Smothered with visions from a poisonous past

She opens the sacramental sea that gates to the Sun

Slowly showing

That the way of light, is the way within


And even though, from far away, within may seem to be without

It is only without you can enter the within


My ending is my beginning

a new world

While her heart overflows with the nectar of renewal

Cosmic consciousness colors the sky

Camouflaged as a gentle breeze

the fragrance of freedom fills up her lungs and dances along her very feet