An astral journey trough the grain of life
I touch this sand and I feel the wonder, then I lift it and I see the flow of time. Grain after grain, I see the sun going down from the sky to the sea horizon. The menacing night craves for its place on my earth, but it will be the sea waters which will protect the sun from the cold darkness. Fire, and water, together. The sand falls from my hand into the womb of the earth, waiting for the wind to unite the elements, gentle wind that moves the warm waves of the sea to soak my soul.
I’m part of the universe, and I’m the universe at the same time.