Patience in the metamorphosis

The person sees how storms invade the island. Violence and uncertainty run though. But he stops to meditate in order to see, face, and give them a place. He builds with patience a growing tree where his face rises up among the branches. It's the study of the mind and the unconscious, that clears out the illusions and the mirror between it and the observer. Subverting the painful image, the island is sustained on the wide ground that resists, and builds the foundation of a new shelter.