This room of her wants. Of her desiring. This room of her desiring to live. This place which allows her to exist. Where the woman stare into each others eyes. Where the daughter feels the life of the mother. Where our words are undressed. And we touch. This room of our touching where the mother teaches her daughter to face her secret feelings. The labyrinth of her knowledge. Where she has her own reasons. The coral skeleton. The crystals of frost. Of her knowing. This place of her wandering. The circles of the trees growth. The beehive. The room of her first wandering and of her finding. This place where she finds her way.















