Whispers of the Turning Rice Fields

A quiet breeze passes through the rice fields.
The sky reflected in water, the gentle sway of the plants, the shifting light.

The seasons turn-
never the same, yet always familiar.

This piece was created to capture those fleeting, unnamed moments,
like gathering whispers scattered across the fields.

Whispers of the Turning Rice Fields
is a soundscape of memory-
woven from water, wind, and light.