Growing, gurgling strength, gateway of sensuality. Sentiments serenading the conscience. The Geist soaking spirits grasp, growing senses for sight. Serendipity indefinitely groping the Soul on spontaneous symmetry of flight, to soar in cycles realising life’s might.

There is just the drop. The drops filling the Ocean. By light travelling through elements and time. In the experience of different states of being distributing and gathering information, nourishing the ground as well as being the past, present and destination of the life found.

Air to Water II
Air to Water II

Like the blossoming of a flower I stretch into a day of more adventures. Dancing like whirling leaves in the wind, into the colors of the rainbow.

Growing, gurgling strength, gateway of sensuality. Sentiments serenading the conscience. The Geist soaking spirits grasp, growing senses for sight. Serendipity indefinitely groping the Soul on spontaneous symmetry of flight, to soar in cycles realising life’s might.

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