Deepest Passion of the Soul
August 1, 2000
Standing by the back door, looking outside. There's a hard breeze blowing - the kind that presages a storm; the skies are getting dark, the colors become muted. The trees are blowing and it's wonderful after a very hot day. I'm listening to Desert Rose (which inspires passion in me to begin with) and I close my eyes, letting the breeze wrap itself around me. The Thunder comes in gently, mixing with Sting's voice and the winds and it all rumbles it's way into my Soul. An absolutely deep, passionate, divine feeling. One of those rare "perfect moments".
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