In the dark primordial waters, we are born of the same matter as our solar system, the stars, and the earth. The sound of water rushes over rocks downstream like a lullaby; a palm frond waves without a single gust of wind; bird song carries me on its wings.
I find sanctuary in wild places that live and breathe here and now – within and without. And I’ve witnessed two boys discovering the magic and mystery of the wild, a reminder that we too are wild.