I stay grateful for this space 🫶🏾 Corazza my teachings ripened on this cycle, pain transpired like cyanide from mature cashew. shell tougher than an armour sheltering the Sacred Brine. my flame shall be set free when and where it’s right. forged by Herself, I got gifted this sword to guard and honour my own. I was warned to never mistaken my shield for an ornament of pride. beware and respect the craft wield this gift in love, I was told. so I cast my fear, in exile. for as long as I hold this precious sword, faithfulness is Sovereign.