Survival

Frozen rocks grip beach bonesunbending under daylight’s plea.their silence aches,a frozen howl of grief. Across a ridgethorn-thicket veins split openfrom pain, soft shoots emerge.green tendrils twist toward change,unafraid. sunlight limps inwith scorched grace, whispering:I burn because I must.Must that force your shapeto outlast its flame? To survive is not to yield,but to recast your armourto … Continue reading Defence