The damp sea air is fresh and cool on my skin. It tastes of salt and creates tiny droplets of dew that glitter in my hair.
"Through their song of awareness and dance of life, a magnificent mandala of universal consciousness awoke..."
Through the life-sustaining blessing of the Sun, she becomes the young Mother Earth.
With the wondrous rhythm of love moving through them they danced.
The fading sun softly outlined her form with a delicate glow. A solitary tear emerged in the corner of her eye.