Linda Roschier
The road sings/ The wanderer wanders/ Nothing ever happens twice
Galleria Huuto – Jätkä 2
24 October – 8 November 2015
I am
A mountain oozing life
As streams ripple down my sides
As birds fly from tree to tree.
Plants rise from my limbs
Forest feelings flicker on my face
And my heart is a place in the midst of trees.
I open the layers of quivering tissue,
I arrive at a new landscape:
The outside draws the inside,
My soul writes to the world.
And finally my cells burst into song:
I climb
And make it across.
Shh
To the delight of all creatures
To the delight of all creatures
To the delight of all creatures
You are
A mountain oozing life
As streams ripple down your sides
As birds fly from tree to tree.
Plants rise from your limbs
Forest feelings flicker on your face
And your heart is a place in the midst of trees.
You open the layers of quivering tissue,
You arrive at a new landscape:
The outside draws the inside,
Your soul writes to the world.
And finally your cells burst into song.
