.Land of Birth.

Green strings of grass will instantly attract your sight, as you make your first entrance into the sacred place of Gods, and Goddesses. It is well known here that from the minute a woman goes in labour, this place belongs to her. It becomes her home, her most precious shelter, and the embrace she needs to deliver her infant. Along with the lust of delivering more in later days. Once you set your first step into the land, you would find a large on-going water fountain ahead of you. Creamy coloured ceramic surrounding, and lining the firm statues with mouths' letting smoothened water fall off. Said water fountain was made for the baby to be blessed once he gets delivered. It was by far the most magnificant place your eyes will ever see. As them eyes travel away from the fountain, and onto further creation - You will witness a giant old tree, with a tiny bed at the side of the cut-off Brown, wooden, branches. This was made for the soon to be mother to bring her baby into a new life, with widely opened eyes.

If you allow yourself to walk rather away from the fountain, and tree, you would let your eyes rest on a little inn, covered in Pink petals. Pictures of little babies filled the surface of the door's inn. Those showed the photographs of the long born elders that took pictures of such small, innocent, babies. If you open the shelter's door, you would find thousands of beds with their wooden sharp edge of legs pressuring against the ceramic ground. The beds were made for the new born babies. The newely infants, opening their eyes to the amazement of the big world they're going to yet view. By each bed, there's a small table; accompaining all the equipments needed to bless, feed, drink, and play the baby. The large interior of the inn's windows were surrounded by silken Off-White curtains that would be closed when atleast 10 babies are in bed.

Just as you walk out of the inn, you will be once again consumed by the powerful attraction of the baby Blue ocean by the side of the mini garden. The little green metaphoric strings of grass were slightly covered by a bit of sand, as to show there shall be an ocean very near of said area. When it was day, the sun's reflection hit the bright sparkles of the sea's waves. The needed wishes of mothers are granted there, just by the edge of the precious shore.

--More to Come--