A community of twisted fibres reaching out, winding around one another to form something greater. I am woven, one of many. The calm of unity ignites despite the chaos…the form eludes me yet I am pulled tightly into it. Unable to labor a breath as a single entity, each breath rises and falls together in serendipitous synchronicity. Holding tightly through the maze of tangled hopes, my heart pulsates knowing I am one part of a whole. Forever the love consumes me.
Woven
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Mon Voyage, Ma Chrysalide 