My weary body craves softness

Today, as the sun silhouetted against the fiery sky of the volcanic island lost in the sea, I decided to make my refuge on the black sand beach a bit more comfortable. Indeed, upon waking, the sweet ache in my back urged me into the arms of the majestic mountains, where I lovingly gathered the softest and most delicate pine needles. Under the blue sky and the melodious song of seabirds, I wove a bed of sweetness on my solitary beach. Each pine needle became a memory, a caress of nature embracing my body. The ocean breeze accompanied my work, carrying with it the reassuring scent of past adventures. Now, lying on this soft natural bed, gratitude for the spirits guiding my path blends with the sweet sound of waves caressing the shore. In this moment of tranquility, my heart beats with gratitude and love for every step of this extraordinary adventure. Alieta