material ; metal mesh, Hordeum jubatum
Come in sight from the landscape.
The existence in the valley between me and the plants.
Sometimes they scare me,
And sometimes, they are like the gentle gaze I’ve known for a long time.
Once in a while, flies crawl inside them and they seem warm and cozy.
But the truth about plants for me or flies does not exist.
The only certain thing is that we are all living in the same moment.
And we are just standing there.