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