by Cama Leigh
Visualization practice. How the sun feels with autoimmune disorder flares.
|And so the Sun, hellbent on overwhelming her senses, burst thru her shade cloud sizzling every leaf as it screamed thru the trees trying to reach every inch of skin, branding her with blazing red patches and suffocating her lungs with it's boiling air, ripping tears from her grey eyes and tolling the bells that ring in her ears. She reached out, fingers like claws and braced herself...'Maybe you will end me...', she thought, 'but not right now, not this time', and pushing her sunglasses over her eyes said, "Watch me live another day."