"To wander in the fields of flowers, pull the thorns from your heart." - Rumi

Have you ever had the intense urge to leave your body,
to disperse into tiny particles and let pieces of you be blown by the wind.
That way, you are everywhere,

you are in the air,
in the flowers,
in the trees,
in the air that people breathe in,
in the river,
in the sea,
in between lovers' embrace,
in your mother's delicate touches,
in the lungs of your loved ones,

That way, you get to be with the world, to blend in, as one.