The brook dives its way with passion among the rocks, impetuous, joyful and very brave. Silver sparkles shine in the curls of its waters, which run and run, wild towards the sea.

The riot of water attracts the attention of the woman, who stops next to its side to rest and look at carefully. Splashes of water refresh her skin and alert her senses, a little dazed.

Should not the brook be less impetuous and arrogant? the woman asks herself, because in the end she knows that no matter how much noise its waters can make, they will all finally flow into the open sea.

So, half asleep, she glimpses in her reverie that stunning watery plain, calm and extensive surface, which is the sea.

That way immersed in these thoughts; she spends her hours in the afternoon. So beautiful life.