I call myself a pantheist
Welcome to the organic world
Take the silver trail to the organic world. Love the view from the clifftop of little waves and pink clouds. So many journeys being made. The galaxy spiral turns luminous.
Organic energy of the Kohl Rabi
Kohl Rabi’s bulbous root has energy for its escape, dashing across the worn-out earth. Lit-up sky has blueness breaking through.
Figs rising up
Masses of piled-up clouds make the shape of another world. The ripening figs rise above deserted ground.
Concept of a cabbage
The cabbage unfolds from the ground, within and upon the ground. In its heart the cabbage discovers its own organic energy. An aura surrounds it and a silver trail leads back to the ground.