The Tao of Bat

I am upside down in my own darkness, wrapping protective leather around myself, clinging to the slight hold I have, nails digging in and sharp with pain.

I had not meant to enter this black place; other caves beckoned, deep but familiar and explored. Flying into this passage blind and determined, I have made my nest. 

Outside I hear the drums and chants of others who have buried themselves alive too.  Wake up they say, time to fly. Let go, spread your wings and burst

reborn
into
light.

— VH McKinnie

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