And so the poetic journey begins.
From somewhere in the stillness of silence there is a whistle,
the one only you and your soul alone knows.
It resonates so, so much, deep harmonic waves settling slowly. It calls to sleep all unrested ideas, it brings with it a great power, a humbling strength...

The whistle blows only once though, so listen carefully. And in the gentle seas, and in the roaring fiery seas, it is then up to you, and up to the universe to decide, whether you heard the call or not.