I believe in silence and it’s mesmerising sounds that can be heard in circles. Ancient forests  like Mollem have unlimited circles that go beyond one another. Connecting these circles through dots and lines…some as ripples in water, and as swirls in the mist and twirls of flying bees are sounds. Happy and mischievous, enchanting and inspiring, every circle leads to a distinct sound. A voice.  A Wild circus.

And with the end of one sound begins another while some merge into each other to become one silent circle of sound.