A single rose can be my garden, a single person my world

Denn an sich ist nichts weder gut noch böse. Das Denken macht es erst dazu. 

(W. Shakespeare)

 Like the Butterfly,

I have the strength & the hope

to believe that

in time I will emerge from my cocoon

...transformed

Wise souls speaks loudly in silence

Watching me, wanting me
I can feel you pull me down
Fearing you, loving you
I won't let you pull me down

Burning burning in the flame
now I know her secret name
You can tear her temple down
but she'll be back and rule again yeah