Allow yourself to be vulnerable.
Remove the barriers which keep you from experiencing the ebb and flow of all things.
Make wishes upon dandelions,
Watching them vanish,
Carried away by the gentle puffs of springtime air,
After the thawing of the seemingly eternal winter frost.
Love breaks us open,
Exposes our core,
Teases us with its heights,
Blindsides us with its lows,
Cracks our shells.
No matter how impenetrable they once appear to be,
The softest force,
The most unforgiving tool,
It carves the densest boulders,
Chisels the sturdiest stone,
Teaches us the meaning of alone.
A solitary walk down narrow alleyways,
Passages into unmapped parts of ourselves.
We must hurt before we can heal.
Behold the flames as they approach.
Experience the burning away of all that which you have fought,
So hard to hold onto.
Allow defenses to crumble.
Stand defenselessly before the forces of transmutation,
Allowing them to consume every trace of what was,
So that you may emerge anew.