In the tapestry of my existence, the hue I favor above all is the enigmatic blue—a color that embodies both the essence of desire and the void of nothingness. My very name resonates with the promise of bliss, an aspiration I hold dear. Likewise, my chosen gemstone, a beacon of hope, stands as a testament to my convictions. Yet, who truly comprehends the depth of these pronouncements? I find a profound solace in the scent of the pristine earth, mingling with the cosmic harmony during the union of the firmament and the virgin land. Rain descends, imbuing her with vitality, breathing life into her very core. The fragrance of her form and the symphony of her libidinal calls resonate within me—a celebration of sensuality that intertwines with spirituality. Am I confined by the constraints of time and space? It seems I have encountered myself on numerous occasion...
“To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour…”