JISHIN 自心

Poetry & photographs · October 6, 2026

The Road Home

A road descending toward Palma, the sea, and the mountains, in black and white with a red ensō
Descending toward Palma de Mallorca.

English

The road falls toward the sea. The mountains wait without asking. Every horizon is a doorway. Every journey returns us to ourselves.

עברית

הדרך יורדת אל הים. ההרים ממתינים בלי לשאול. כל אופק הוא שער. כל מסע מחזיר אותנו אל עצמנו.

Português

A estrada desce até o mar. As montanhas esperam sem perguntar. Cada horizonte é uma porta. Cada viagem nos devolve a nós mesmos.

— Jishin 自心 ⭕️

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