From the depths of shadow does our beauty become

Out of the darkest parts of the Earth does beauty begin. The detritus of the mind layers deeply to bury the seeds of our greater self. Watered, a change begins: We lift off the layers of our past deaths, breaking the surface to absorb the light and from the depths of shadow does our beauty become. We emerge renewed, returned to the glory of our strength. Growth is to feed, refeed, drink of the Earth and our past lives, to live again and become more than we were before. We bloom in the glory of the sunlight, more beautiful and glorious than we've ever been. We live, love, breathe, observe; thrive. Everything in nature supports us in these moments to help us share all that we are and have learned in the shadow, to spread life and joy in the process.

A wind, it breaks a petal; Rain, it wilts our glorious hue. The breakdown of the self comes quickly. In death there is a beauty too: Your life has been given by that which has died and this death is a gift to your future selves. As the last leaves fall, the last breathe given, we break down and return to the shadow. Reflect, feel, remember, absorb the nutrients of life. Rest, for once again and soon, it will be time to grow from the depths of shadow.