Powers of nature are mysterious and nature;s highest creation is woman. What is in the woman that needs her own attention alone and apart? She is her own secret, and that must suffice. Music opens the channels, and the breath becomes fertile with life. It is the reason for the secret life of sensitive lover artists, poets, musicians.
Time, rhythm, beats, silence, rest, and powerful fire, and air. These are the elements the soul uses to paint the canvas within, and heal with instantaneous magical power - a song is born - a new soul emerges from her invisible womb into life, the new spiritual artist is born. Words fly out like fire, eyes flash with immortal stats dancing within them as flames. The song is only moments away escaping out on the waves of melody and words so beautiful they hover not falling but embody it with colorful light we emerge for a moment of time breathing in and out from heart to heart and alive in more than one - we are merged into the heart that loves it.