The wind from the Baltic Sea, murmurings of woods, bees which found a hidden honey stock
birds which change the song by the movement of the sun, numerous crickets like stars in the bush
The environmental sounds penetrate the tower through four tubes on the top
They are amplified, harmonized and defused through eight tentacles which are swaying in the wind
Can the tide bring us the ancient memory of the sea
which sleeps deep inside of the land and ourselves
