And soon, our walls will be awash in golden rays. Soon we will be a little wiser. The rings to make us a little stronger and after all these years of searching for my lost soul, a space to spread my wings to save me, to let you go. And after I forgave myself, the light seeped in. My summer blooms and I are glowing, why wouldn’t we? Open vessels of amity we grew to be…can’t offer someone a blessing they’re not ready to receive, especially if that blessing is me.