The bark of our shyness, is falling away from our trunk like souls.
We are opening our pages, to pens of other entities that are foreign to ourselves. This freeing from shackles, of what before was curtained and hidden, has allowed an expansion of feeling.
Our emotive scribbles have been the pornographic musings of other well trained eyes.
We pray that this exposure will be met with grace and sincerity.
However our minds by giving in to this release are made stronger,
and somehow more calm.
They are brewing with a happiness which will soon be substantial enough to digest.
Let this be the serotonin substitute our being has craved.
We are now safe and surrounded by warm friends who cushion our beings with love.