Leftovers Journal

It's clear to me that I'm in the cocoon...

Some transformation is happening under this shell... the protective skin of my personality

They seem not to notice... or they want to play it cool

My new colours - this new ability to fly

I shine from deep within

I know the revolution is coming... a new world with old beauty

The ancients will join us in the celebration of light

We will feast on generosity

Drink intoxicating love

Dance around the flames of joy

You gonna come to the party?