A power. Growing. Ever so quickly. Like a shooting star. Burning brightly towards the skies. Leaving a trail of light.
My season is coming.
Time to transform.
To be reborn.
I feel my power.
Awakening again.
Rising.
I’ve waited a long time.
To reach.
To feel.
Change is coming.
I welcome it.
Embrace it.
Fears are fading.
I feel ready.
Watch me glow.
It’s time to die.
Be born.
Once more.
