Which piece of sky just swept over me?
What rock crumbled under my toes?
When I walk the land
I hear the sound of rushing water
And scoops from clay pots
I feel a wind as the breath of Yod
I feel it as my own
In His water.
A beautiful image of a dance with me & the Family, surrounded by Their love and protection. Saw a rose made of clouds & swirling winds.