This year you have been a shelter.
A hard winter on heavy rains, climbing rocks and herbs to reach the roof, a difficult summer making deals with the sun to not dry out all the vegetables, however the most precious year & air, where a move is a breath of life and beauty, knowledge and essence.
I feel richer than ever, finding my way in this meaning of life.
If you laugh I laugh,
If you spin I would spin,
If you cry I'll cry.