So many flowers against the ground, reaching upwards. When the sunshine approaches, they turn and twist. The excitement of doing this, is the adventure for the flowers. People pass by, inside shadows of warmth. Or sit down, with pleasant conversations. They greet the sunshine, in the same way. Turning and twisting, The dance being one of joy. Copyright S. Kamber https://youtu.be/wPxyhivAWNU?si=Ud4CgN8wgHYj3A3Z Wholeness, Sounds of Isha “The bird knows not about its tree... A Tree knows not about its soil... But there is a fondness... A certain inclusion.... A Seeker knows nothing about his Master.... but simply enjoys the lap of his grace....“