I was ready to leave for a deserted island, surrounded by nature. Fuerteventura — known as La Isla Lenta.
Confined at home during the quarantine, I imagined having that island inside my room, reduced to its minimal essence.
I dreamed of becoming part of that land, recreating it ON me, AROUND me, and WITH me.
I brought to life that peace, that sense of freedom, and that landscape within myself.
I could feel the energy of that volcanic earth, the gentle wind, the ocean water, the barren hills.
My body and my inner self became the island. My Isla Mínima.
I dreamed of being
the foam of the sea.
Then
a heavy stone
that kept the wind
from carrying away
the veil of happiness
lying on the shore.