some things I learned over winter:
Winter: the death of my sun🌞
Christmas: welcome back sun🌞 from your death
REBiRTH🌞
=
A NEW YEAR
My crown is: ((🌞))
My sun
My light
My [soul]
so
Every winter I mourn my sun/crown 🌞
. . .
Letting go 🌞
Starting differently
CHANGE
⬆️
[My mourning]
CHANGE/DiFFERENT
its hard to ACCEPT
a CHANGED/DiFFERENCE in YOU
your crown is an endless treasure of discoveries
May you rediscover yourself
*there is a treasure of discoveries waiting on you [this rebirth🌞]
to recover from