metamorphosis

i found a mourning cloak caterpillar on the ground…

and with each passing day we embrace the magnetic pull of the tides on our ever-changing lives… and with every breath we release the past and accept the onset of the present for what it is, in it’s beautiful and simplicit splendor. just life. nothing more, nothing less.

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