Oasis of melancholy//nostalgia

Lake bed of healing rivers

Garden of intention

Shores of ambition

I am standing barefoot on the soft virgin sands of an unwalked each, calming and vibrant water circles between me ankles reminding me the great adventure awaiting me as I look beyond the horizon is calling my name. the sky glimmers as the setting sun gentles traces his fingers across the body of heave, leaving trails of ambitious flames sprinkled across her body. The ocean currents kissing my balanced heels absolve any tension in my body, for this warrior that I am has been weary and in need of healing and relaxation and renewal.