How does the story unravel? Eventually it comes together. Scars creep up and the snow begins to fall. Then you shout, ‘ I knew it’.
Hope flickers at the door. Life is no fool. Taking you along so that your body cannot run. Sit down and let the coaster lift.
Hands up! Everything is going to be alright. Shaken is the stir that fixes. Images of past pains become adventurous. Thankful to break in a new day.