To be, it must be fearless.
It isn't afraid of itself; of thought sleaving it's roots while sprouting.
It lives every moment, inhaling and exhaling. Every season, it buries it's roots under earth.
Continuity of creation and readiness for renewal. I give life to those uprooted.
They have no hope for new life, but they will be protected by my hermetic armour forever.
The power of imagination can change everything. Dream...