love

like swans encircling, a drop in the desert, hands reaching to touch, and light illuminating the moon, so are we when we reach for and touch one another, completing one another, constant process of surprise and grace when we give without expecting... every person is a universe, every hand a desert and every face a landscape, waiting to be explored, waiting to glide into completion, submerge into "the other", until there is no other.

thank you for your pictures

they are moving