Baja

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Baja

She is a woman, strong, silent, mysterious and filled with beauty. Her facets are many, like a diamond whose breathtaking brilliance has been forged deep within the bowls of the earth through tremendous force. If one were not willing to dig a little bit to search for her splendor, it could be overlooked.

She is not like the tropics, adorned with flowers, green and inviting. Her treasures are of a different nature. The woman who walks into a party dressed and made up is not her, for she would be the one simply clothed and scented by nature. Yet should you take her home, when she undresses and bares her true naked self she becomes a tigress. She wields passion like a sword, vocal and raw. If you dare to dance with her be prepared to be mesmerized by her depths, her movements and her song.

Her body is long and sinuous; her spine straight and strong. It harbors many secret spaces of devotion and magic and is ancient beyond measure. Her interior appears barren and without life, yet flora and fauna survive there that are found no where else on earth. Her lovers must be matched in their determination and devotion to discover her deeper layers.

She is surrounded on all sides save one by water- Earth’s most precious gift, and it teams with life. Her shores run the gamut from rocky inaccessible cliffs to inviting sandy beaches with everything in between. She celebrates life and throws death in your face at every turn lest you forget that death is a part of life, not it’s opposite.

I have accepted her invitation. I come to strip myself naked, to step forward and allow myself to radiate in my natural beauty and wealth. She and all her in habitants touch me deeply. Each time I leave her, the memory remains embedded in my soul and each time I return she welcomes me with open arms and challenges me to disrobe yet again.

She is a woman, proud, independent and beautiful. She is Baja.