“As the wind

Gently caresses

Its hands

Over my soft breasts

A surge of femininity

Gushes through my veins”

“Marinating in this divine chalice of magic and mystery, I shuddered in gratitude.”

“There is surrender in the stillness. In bowing my head low enough to hear the pulse of the earth beneath me. In saying, I do not need to carry it all. Not today.“