Fuego Futuro Thomas De Monaco 2023

She was very slender and moved like a long blade of grass in the wind. Her gait was upright, her shoulders held a little, her feet lithe and small. When she looked at you, her eye liked to wander slightly sideways past you, as if testing the air around you.

You were probably inconvenient: the white sage was fragrant in the incense burner, the meditation cushion still showed the imprint of her body... the concentrated silence of the room had an inviting freshness and a distancing smokiness. With her back to you, she wordlessly poured the tea. Her sand-colored silk robe was adorned with cranes and filigree grasses.

A world to which you would only gain access with the greatest sincerity.
A world full of light and tenderness and wonder, which you could only enter through the narrow gate of truth.....