Music…
that endless desire to dance – even if you can’t – to shine and be as free as
an eagle soaring the skies. Once you spread your wings, there is no stopping,
no giving in; no holding back; the world rests below you, calling to you, begging you to take it
with you as you glide on the wind. You want to; you want everyone and
everything to be free, but for now, you’ll have to fly alone, enjoy all the sun
and the sky and the greenery below on your own.
The wind
has its own music. The earth too – if you know where to land or where to stand.
Let the
sun shine on your face, the grass tickle your toes. Let the wind hold you, feel
your body loosening to it so you can dance together; pick up its rhythm and frolic
together in unison.
Dance… music… air… earth… wings… the
sun... sky…
Freedom
washing over your body, mind, heart and soul.
Let it
come.
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