Yes, my sweaty hands, I try to be spider, monkey, cat, lizard or a simple worm by the wall in a breath flight like a bird without wings, the wind caresses my body and I meet the wall, it's just a touch, a greeting, edgy and daring retake the route, dancing on the rock while the air, the trees, the clouds, the sky, the earth and stone give me their strength and inhibit spread my fears, sometimes danced with lightness sometimes not, culminating the way that fills the heart and the soul rejoices, CAT Photo: Juan Camilo Ramirez Vega