Warm penetrating blanket
Cocooned, reborn soon.
Still have my figure stuck fast in my mind, gentle, defeated, broken down to be reborn. If all aligns, it is possible, always has been to rise like a phoenix from your ash. Now and then you must fall, crumble under the meaning of it all, empathies heavy rainfalls can sometimes drown you, take your breath, leave you gasping, wondering. Is there a next is there an end in site is there something more? A balance to nature that either includes or ignores the human species in this equation. The earth has proven many times over it will be fine it will heal with or without them. When will the cocoon break, can it?