What we are about to become,

dancing with the shadow of

what we used to know about ourselves

What we are not answering, 

looking for the beautiful question

that refuses to rush our seasonality

What we are withdrawing from,

finding another ground

from which to see and step into the unknown

What we are transforming,

observing the movements of the ravens,

the dark companions to our embodied selves,

inescapable shadows to be lived with

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