Land of My Dreams; Reflection: Flames weave through me as if igniting the birth of stars. My hands transform into tiny stones, tumbling to the earth. These stones form a net across the ocean floor, ensnaring seeds. The waves recall my presence. I am a flower, displaced—entering the sacred, allowing the sacred to enter me. -AQ

I've synchronized this short, unedited video with the studio recording. You can view the original video here:    • Anna Domino - Land Of My Dreams