The whirlwind of emotions and energy is taking everything for a spin. Nothing is still ; even mind ceased to exist.
With each breath that goes in and out Shakti breathes life into him. Each cell dances on the cosmic rhythm. Every crashing wave, curls of the wind, flying sand blasts with full rupture.
The whole existence becomes one. And the dancer himself becomes the dance itself. The divine dance is nothing but the endless play of the Prakriti and Purush.
Words & Images : Yogesh Kardile
Muse : K Raginee Yogesh
Male Model : Pritesh Gumane
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