Weep not for the tears that fall, for they find their way back to the earth mother. She turns them into the rain to once again soak our earth. Cry not for the broken hearts, she will stitch them together with her earthen soft hands. For every heart that breaks a new heart is being born, the cycle of life can never be torn. Dream and let your hearts fly on the wings of ecstasy and she will glide with you your hand in hers. The heights you reach is only limited on your hopes, dreams and your insatiable will and desire. Fly like a bird, swim like an otter, be grounded by earth and ignited with passion. As ever do we turn in the cycles of life and death and life again, do we realize that life never ends. The paths we walk leave footprints in the cosmos and our passions a cascade of colour and beauty across the life canvas. Live a life liberated, live a love exhilarated, be a life of pure energy that your radiance will shine like the brightest sun.