The extent of my world closes slightly more each day. And for some, they would characterize this as deficient or empty.
Yet I think nature always brings all the necessary components. Transmutes the sacrifice of peerage for the unknown. Instead of seeing yourself barred from the world, you are evoking the world within you.
The empty within you fills with smoke yet to condense as nature supplements each deficiency. Hardening your soul and character. She only requires your stillness of mind, stillness and time.
For every day a heavy heart turns lighter until unnoticed from the brawn of conscious mind, or melted and refashioned from a molten flow inside.
From here we go sublime.