Malta: The Impermanence Of Beauty


In memory of the captivating old Azure Window, Malta, Melissa finds herself lost in a sea of hope, craving the kiss of the gentle wind, and the soothing hand of the wave to cleanse her soul. Bringing her to appreciate the calm of nature’s ebb and flow, the sea rocks her bruised and battered soul into a peaceful slumber.

By Mel McELHATTON

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