I stand in a field, hands open to the wind, eyes closed, welcoming the universe, a quiet prayer whispered with each gust, each rustle of blades below. Nature cradles the soul, reminding us we are never alone.
- Alice Walker
I stand in a field, hands open to the wind, eyes closed, welcoming the universe, a quiet prayer whispered with each gust, each rustle of blades below. Nature cradles the soul, reminding us we are never alone.