Moving...exotic...traveling...dancing from the ruins of Delphi, Crete, Rome...floating in the Mediterranean; peering down from the Alps; hugging, drinking the green magic of Ireland; entering India's heart, bathing in the Ganges...accepting marigolds from the Hindu; perching at the top of the world, the Himalaya; swimming the raw Amazon, touching the mystical empty city of the Inca in Peru; slithering along the ancient Yangtze and over the Great Wall; resting in the Soul, Tibet...washed in the chanting of Buddhist Monks; floating silently above Denali, The Great One, to the edge of the Artic Circle where polar bears drown...hearing whales moan...thunder of crashing blue glaciers; climbing Maya pyramids in the Yucatan; ...back to my home, sweet....
I expanded and swallowed the world.
Singing life, I can no longer harm,
Even a bug.
A wave, I am
Inseparable from the ocean.
Beloved, each face I see is mine!
There's but one of us here. N A M A S T E
..Pictures of My Self..........Chapter One............by Toni Bobruk......
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