Ink Stained Soul…

Warmth, beautiful warmth embracing me.
The sun kissing my skin.
Gentle as a lover.
Holding me, sacred and protective.
Fire and fury.
Cascading the brilliance of ancient healing upon my soul.
Giving reverence to the sun, with it’s ability to cast light over my entire being.
Glorious as the moon that cast light on the darkness.
Holding secrets like oaths.
The breeze, grass, and sand woven pieces that tie the elements of wholeness together with the water that calls to me.
Nature.
Solstice.
Wild freedom that screams in my bones.