Vagator

IMG_1987[1]With stars above me and waves crashing at my feet, I danced. The drum beats of heaven echoed from inside and joined a chorus on my skin. An euphoric existence blossomed from a heap of withering grass, from the dirt and gathering ash. Life came full circle and my heart found a home; I floated to a distant place, with the sound of Om.

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