Chemistry has consumed me, my words feel lighter. My purpose is evolving. Of earth and of fire, calamity within the contained....
There is joy in discovering a kindred. The air holds new flavor. The earth seems less resistant. I melt, with the security to have already been formed by and of my own history.
My skin is being teased, my heart is being squeezed. My body seems to have forgotten itself. Who am I within this mind, does it compare to who I will be, who I have been? Am I all of the above?
I sigh inside. For all that I have been offered, for all that I have taken. For all that I will give... What luck! My pieces reassemble, after every shattering breathe, reshaping my being for another welcome attack.
Who are you? WHY are you? I am being healed. I wish to heal you. To know you...
Immediately detached but infinitely connected. Safe.
Image Credit: Markus Reugel
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