Warmth and Quality of Light

The giant rock is even more majestic at sunrise.
The giant rock is even more majestic at sunrise.
When sparks fly, love comes alive.
When sparks fly, love comes alive.

I love the topic of light. It’s the antidote to darkness, and is synonymous with knowledge, wisdom and epiphany. See uluru above, where watching it change colours as the sun rose felt like being reborn. An awakening for both me and the rock.

And the campfire. There are sparks flying, a jolt of excitement. A natural instinctive feeling, when you know that what you feel inside is real, and there’s no denying it. When your inhibitions are uninhibited, and your guard is unguarded. When you’re at one with nature. Campfire.

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