It is quiet and still.
The inane chatter of the world has disappeared and once again I am at peace.
I long to immerse myself in the earth and let ancient vines wrap themselves around me. Becoming one, with that which is most holy.
I want to feel the vibrations of harmony resounding on my fingertips.
I wish to turn my lips skyward and silently beseech the moon to infuse me with her lunar rays, until the essence spills from my pores.
I wait for the stars to softly whisper their desires in my ear.
In the cool, dark, damp night, I am free…