The diva strides and flexes lightly yet her footsteps resonate and all who sense the ripples stop and turn around. Her power is her freedom, her freedom is her joy. Her joy is boundless like the wind unstoppable sometimes soft and gentle, sometimes like a hurricane she takes you, and she sweeps you up and far away ... Her laughter owns the sky and all is at her mercy, at her touch of wilderness enchantment, vibrant lightning bringing rush of life, wherever it may strike. Bow your head in reverence and pray! Her smile as you emerge the chosen one will raise you, a breathless moment - Step beyond, become immortal in the mirror of her gaze.
.... Silvia Hartmann