Tragic the winter may be, but honestly how else could I breathe?
The miraculous snow, as above so below.
Wondrous new beginnings, these are your winnings.
Blessed as could be, I don't ever want to leave.
Countless gems, wouldn't you want to know their stems?
Rooted to stay for all eternity this is more than you wished it could be.
Inviting the source to replenish what you thought had diminished.
If only you knew, everything had to be revived to be brewed.
This time, everything has to stay so be ready to protect and slay.
It's the dance of the black king cobra and the iridescent queen scorpion.



















