When in doubt, come to me. When in despair, come to me. When in disquietude, come to me.
I hold the potion to heal your wounds and woes for my emerald wings flutter the lore of salvation.
Curl along these secret pathways and embrace me. Let me to fill your heart with love and then some more love…
There will come a time when you will lose the sense of time, space and self.
When you surrender yourself to me and bury your worldly burdens right here, You will see that you and I, I and you, we are one.
And all we need to be… all that we are supposed to be really is to be blissfully wild.
This post is part of the Lens artists photo challenge #33. If you enjoyed this post, do check out the photo challenge with theme as nature this week.