the Sun shines brightly on this day all darkling shadows chased away; dragons glide on brilliant wings the air beneath them gently sings; two swans fly off through cloudless sky a buzzing bee comes darting by; gaze from my hole, but turn around down to dark deep underground down to dark deep underground.
In solitude, become the rock! Withstanding storm and heavy shock! But I no longer rock can be, loneliness has hollowed me. No longer rock, but merely shell... The void within my own sweet hell. But shells can break, which means a hatching... Carefully I'm watching.
