The Wind’s Interpreter

Photo By Kristina Gray My life is an infinite cycle, but this is my favorite part. My newly reborn brothers and sisters surround me, though I believe I will be first to fall. My liquid body has grown large and heavy. Gravity pulls at me until at last, I make my way out of the immense storm cloud. A breath of wind greets me as I begin my descent. My centuries old consort. The gentle way she guides me is[Read more]