There is a shrine in the forest,

and there is neither door nor lock;

and to find it,

you have to climb over walls

and pass through the thicket of noises.

 

There is a shrine in the forest;

and the entrance is in every leaf,

every ray of sunlight,

every rustling of the wind and chirping of the birds;

and behind the entrance

lie silence and joy.

 

There is a shrine in the forest;

have you seen it?

Jedes Bild aus Imaginatory ist auf drei Stück limitiert. Zu jedem Bild gehört ein Haiku, das ich auf die Rückwand graviere.