A woman lies down. Her body feels the curve and turn of the Earth itself. She seems to hear a rush of water as sleep laps at her. Her spirit is not at rest. There is a Night Bird.
Night Bird
I explore and share Wonder and Whimsy
A woman lies down. Her body feels the curve and turn of the Earth itself. She seems to hear a rush of water as sleep laps at her. Her spirit is not at rest. There is a Night Bird.