Cercle de Fleurs and Water Symphonies

In a far away land a woman was once coaxed by memory, finding herself being carried to a pond where the edges were unclear. There was a sense of softness as her body floated in uncertain waters. She then continued to birth soil, Cercle de Fleurs was formed. An island covered with mist, showing herself to the visible worlds once every seven years. Nectar of bittersweet desire touched an Eastern sea. A mysterious scent reached bottomless oceans, whispering intoxication. Her petaled roundness was lifted by golden waves. Sea symphonies emerged from the poppy pod rivers, its nymphs celebrated with melody. Flower circles floated above and under the worlds, in a gateway of marriage. Seeds from the coalition were carried by swans, to spread as weeds through a decaying underworld. Multiplicity of churches grew through flowers with dual bodies. Women  with petaled heads united in a circle, creating the chain of joy.