The life’s beauty on love that changes the direction of the wind,
the movement, the blow, the flow.
The joyful’s whispering, the transformation in motion each moment,
My hands hold your warmth hands
on the field
in our room
between lights and shadows that bring together the quiet of our minds and hearts
≈ our sounds, our hopes, our closed eyes
enjoying the moment, that feeling which defines us, our sensing of connection
and blissful union ≈
This continuos moving, the flowing, the emotions which overflow from our chest.
The sounds inside and outside in alchemy
of dense, subtle, pure, blessing, bright path.
[We print our footsteps on the ground]