Transformation The dawn of a new light approaches us Our souls altered by a year passing Some things taken, others lost as we crouch to hide below a blanket of shame which we think guards us from an indestructible evil. But how wrong we are to thing it will leave. It builds and builds with swipes, of cards that bring both the treasures of greed and the traits of justice. Yet maybe treasures are not the only things lost. The previous gem of morality has become worn and tarnished. #life itself is no longer normal. The ore of our hearts plunges to the seabeds of oceans of darkness. Our skies covered and horizons invisible. We search for a path, a path of light. To take us to those times of joy. Where nothing wasn't or ever was. A vast land of #life to which we owe our existence. This simplicity, which can mend our minds and rebuild our hills of sorrow.
