Abans de la tempesta

In the forest, plants are born, rains and fires arrive, and from time to time you can hear the echo of an ax, as if marking the rhythm of some poems that want to fix the things that matter to us before the storm definite In this setting, which is real and figurative, you can hear the voices of nature and the shadows of the poets and painters who have celebrated it before. The seasons pass, but the memories of a life lived always remain, like an echo that resounds and warns of the storm, because - as a verse in the book says - "everything moves gently towards the light and death".