Waking up

Mastering the forces of nature on each and every creature I stand at the dusk of my prior stormy lives… Awaiting for the dawn of the Spring I almost see there´s a door opening for me and my old skin is leaving me with no cover like a snake which skin starts to grow all over. and my Being is turned upside down like a deep wound I cannot get unwound before I reach the door: I open my heart so the sun can burn all the thorns that cause my sorrow and then I feel I have released the last trace of darkness… Morning coming and I feel at home… at last.