Your life is an island separated from all other islands and continents.
Regardless of how many boats you send to other shores or how many ships arrive upon your shores, you yourself are an island separated by its own pains, secluded in its happiness.
(Khalil Gibran)
A piece of land.
Safely landing.
Surrounded by water.
All around is fluid.
A space of solidity.
A space of solitude.
Despite the noices.
Despite the flow.
A respite of calmness.
Enough to catch our breath.
Reconnect.
Replenish.
Impulsed up to the skies.
Connected to the roots.
Deep within.
Far without.
No limits.
No boundaries.
Limitless.
Boundless.
Absolute calmness,
silence,
rest,
connection.
Back in my yland.
Where I am that I am.
Yland, my own Yland.
Yo lo Creo/
I believe so, and so it is.
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