Naked, inspired, and present.

We dance on the pristine, white beaches we find so pleasant.

Tinted by the orange beams of the setting sun.

The blue sky perfectly contrasts these rays, while pink clouds hang off in the corners, as if they were gazing at the primal display.

We aren’t embarrassed. We aren’t self-conscious. There’s no underlying anxiety. This freedom is inescapable and demands fervent piety.

We’re alive and moving to an omnipresent rhythm, the heartbeat of the universe

We’re two…

and one,

and done