The mountains won’t wait. By Enrico Veronese, Giovanni Zaccaria


A vision. Beyond the four walls of our homes, beyond the boundaries and restrictions. The mountains transform in each season, wild and free.
In the meantime we feed off cherished memories, we dream and try to learn, change, transform.
These are difficult times, for some extremely difficult.
Perhaps the mountains can help us once again. Without presumption, even down here.

The mountain's won't wait
Sometimes, the air is cold and thin,
other times it’s us, who travel lighter than a rapid breath.
Out in the wild our lungs are like a sixth sense.
And the world, the mountains, enter into our veins… diffuse.
We breath and release our primordial soul.
The mountains though won’t wait for us.
It's our instinctive breathing that expands within our chests, while we wait to return up high.
The mountains they aren't waiting for us, they are like heartbeats that make us dream.
With eyes wide open, as we twirl in delicate equilibrium within breathtaking landscapes,
when we delude ourselves, believing we understand the meaning to everything,
when the sun, low on the horizon, ignites the peaks just like in a fairy tale.
But we also know how to daydream.

Links: Instagram Enrico Veronese, Instagram Giovanni Zaccaria