When the Sun lazily goes to bed, She throws off all her clothes, lets her long hair-waterfalls down, slowly enters the water, enjoying the Gentle Embrace of the River and merging with it into One Whole, into One Beautiful, into One Eternal… The Sun smiles watching Her... The Cicadas sing Songs of Love and Admiration for Her... And the Magic Bird solemnly dances the Dance of Joy and Gratitude for the Miracle of Life :)
Love lives in my paintings :)