like a moth I waited   to remember my strength that balance between rest and resistance   remember my grey more water than brick unfolding   is brave but so is waiting

Green hands. The Egg travels through my skin. Water and urin. Flooding. An Entourage. Because of security. Cleansing. Grateful. Always. Got a blessing. Was told by the warmest of eyes that I had big vital energy. And he cast a blessing on me that his fathers, his gods, would always…