Otherland IV

Woodlands are for all sences:

Lean on a trunk, close your eyes and hear the wind playing with leaves, feel the wind hunting between the trees, smell the earth and when you open your eyes again, you will be in my Otherland.

 

Quetchua Song by Jan Garbarek & Hilliard Ensemble

m.youtube.com/watch?v=zmyC5vpNFAw

Done