Floating in an abyss devoid of light
was an orb
peeling open a layer, everything burst free
the good, the bad - a rollercoaster
things to be remembered and things to be forgotten
everyone and no one
pounding sounds at the ear drums and silence
pink painted clouds,
wind sifting through curtains of open rooms,
melting through tables,
and rebundling our roots,
the orb truly had everything
as all the light had nearly escaped the orb,
and only a small shell was left behind,
a new orb formed nearby,
a vessel, ready to collect all the light and more,
Here's to 2026