She took her time,
To find the quiet back
In her heart. Space.
Wind. The warmth. #time slowed down to a pace below the centre. A different pulse.
Being in body, sore from the effort of action.
It was time to land back into herself.
It was time to come home
The trees whispered,
The sea embraced her like a mother.
Sun beams, moon reflecting on water,
Light surrounded her.
It was far, a long way to go,
But she could hear far off in the distance,
The echoes of her heart.
The call of her soul. Spirit summoning. #dancingthemoment#light#being#renewal#body#poetics#poetry in #motion#isla#ibiza