Internal Crossroads

Crossroads in the deep Swedish woods

When the inner voice starts dreaming

of lost dark forests.

Visions of old times.



Forest road in Sweden

In a world where you can no longer

hear your own heartbeat.

It is hard to see clearly.

It is difficult to see through the fog,

to view the true nature of things.

Stones in the woods in Sweden

The whispering winds, are they telling a lie?

The purling streams carry you away.

The soft moss dries up under your naked feet

and the wishes die away like a fading, flickering flame.

Crosssroads - treading inner paths

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Veronica is the founder of With one foot in the past and one in the future she takes inspiration from older aesthetics and ideas to apply them in updated form today. She is passionate about teaching timeless skills and believes that the world needs more polymaths.

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