The story
WIND I touched the sky with a finger sliding into the depths of the soul I opened the doors to emotions I felt your heart beating against mine I felt your struggle and your call fear fleeing and the spirit rising I wept in soul and heart I felt your weeping drawing near welcoming us into the capacious womb of mother when the sky joined our weeping with a gust of wind it tore down the dark wall of reason and bodies united in the embrace our souls spoke to one another while the rain argued over our bodies in ecstasy
The journey's photographs
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