Trust that they will come forth when they are ready.

The process of fire, urging an awakening. It is an invitation, 

Breathing life in the quiet language of elements. 

Subtle and stirring.

Their ripeness and dissilience breaks open the casings, shedding the husks.

Lovingly discarded, an envelope no longer needed, thick skin of safe housing. 

Emerging, continuous and infinite cycles. 

A new beginning, a primordial remembering, a rhythmic and tender opening. 

 

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