Unasked Questions & Unexpected Answers: What are the winds singing about?

In this piece, I've channeled elusive whispers of the universe, translating vibrations into visual poetry using pen and India ink. The abstract forms celebrate the metaphysical, while layered symbolism conveys a contemplation of existence. The energetic strokes and contrasting hues incite a pensive dance of mind and spirit, inviting introspection. It's a visual symphony, a haunting echo of the unseen, a beacon of thought for any space.

"The winds play gently and delicately on the strings of the soul. The winds are virtuoso, their touch is tactful, their melodies are deep, the sounds pure and noble.

Can people learn from them? Learning to play with love and passion, and not to break the strings, not to strum? The north wind replied “yes”, and others agreed. They launched learning courses. No one came."