slowly, redefining,
redesigning, creating a tragic Majestic creation,
remoulding, shaping and sculpting the inner me,
hacking away at the splinters, the particles that once made me,
reversing the energy that fed into hate, malicious, venomous behaviour
addressing, directing and moving it into a vortex,
then replacing it with beauty, jade and gold,
let the jade take away all the dark milk,
let it marinate until its dark green,
Let me reform, rebuild, and renovate my orbs that are my eyes
My solar eyes, that have seen so much of the galaxies,
have seen the torment of when trees shriek when being axed down,
Seen how birds flock together to protect themselves,
as they spread their wings to show their beauty,
the dance of spring, summer, autumn and winter,