Sounds from Indian Nature

On their native Earth, India, each one takes form, takes Life. Animated by a force from elsewhere, like a vortex of a thousand glimmers, they hatch. They gather in their thousands, all moved by this spiral. It could be the beating of their hearts, the workings of their depths, but it is something else entirely. Every small space is filled by the vibrations they produce. The light rubbing of their shells produces a song so sweet that each little newcomer joins the choir. It is these little seeds of Life (plant, mineral or other) that make up the scenery. They carry within them a language so particular that one only needs to settle there, in that place, to feel caressed. You can even close your eyes and glimpse colours never seen before. You feel that little sparkle deep inside. It passes through us gently, runs its hand tenderly over our soul, carries us away for a moment into unknown lands. There is also this Earth (red, powerful, warmed by the Sun), and all the floral and herbal fragrances that come to tickle us a little more. A little further off, like bursts of Sunlight scattered on the fly, fine multicoloured sparkles seem carried by the wind.