Zhanna Pyrchina

Sacred spring

I am a sacred spring being born by Mother Earth. My gifts are joy and love.
Water flows down but I flow up giving life to all who have ever found me. In winter I am warm, in summer I am cool, spring makes me alive, autumn watches me dying. I love my cycles which are endless. I sing and dance and draw on rocks just the way my Grandma Universe did many thousands years before. I remember her voice. My body is her body. It is light, fast and supple. My body is here to create, birth and fly far away. I am a sacred spring, drink my water.