Tabula Rasa
Golden sunlight breaking through the leaves. This is my what I am here for. A clearing in the middle of the forest, wet from the nearby stream flooding over. I feel it all around me, like a warm bath, a blanket wrapped around me, tucked in close. Soft emerald moss blanketing the stones. This is a hallowed place. Sacred ground. I can't help but be silenced. Smile, eyes closed, bare skin. Bared self. I am loved.
We are loved.
We are loved.