Episode 2: Enter
I.
Deer at the water
she circles what she already knows
listening for wind
II.
Fear rises taller
a hawk shadow passing through
then the light returns
III.
Cold surface waiting
I touch and everything opens
soft as hidden moss
IV.
Minutes learn my name
quiet honest unafraid
nothing feels forced here
V.
Afterward I stand
what I dreaded for so long
turns out not to be stone
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