The summit gazes down mockingly Knowing that despite all your might You cannot just skip to the top
I sat myself down, had a talk with my unkind affliction, and made arrangements to order a new structure that could work for me. Who says we have to bear all our burdens, and bear them alone?
Tonight, the moonbeams fall on the fury of your raw inspiration. You let this Shakti-blaze consume you for these last weeks, and rightfully so. You have colored outside of the lines they have drawn for you. You have kept your eyes wide and your heart open. Now, my young one, you must gather ...