The Place We Never Left.

Eclipse lunar 2014

The wind is howling over the mountains, and the birds sing with it. A combined orchestra of nature, found together through the wildlife.

Here I am, taking it all in. Piece by piece, note by note. I see the conductor moving with fluidity, keeping them all in motion. My feet wiggle and my head moves to the beat in the land of music.

Keep moving to the beat.

The wolves are howling through the forest, and the fire crackles in it’s wake. This land is awake. This land is alive. And I can feel it’s breath on my skin. I can feel the sound of its heartbeat, and mine beats with it.

The music of the wind, under the sky so blue.

- Decus: The music of the wind//under the sky so blue1 notes // reblog

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