There exists a delicate exile for our souls, a whispered secret beyond the boundaries of this world. This place, hidden behind an unassuming door, sits high above in the attic of our consciousness. It is a narrow, ethereal gap through which we slip away, seeking solace from the chaos below.

In this sanctuary, time is a gentle breeze, and the weight of our burdens dissipates like morning mist. Here, we recover the fragments of ourselves lost to the whirlwinds of life. We rest, cradled by the embrace of stillness, as the wounds of our spirit mend, weaving themselves into a tapestry of renewed strength.

It is in this clandestine refuge that our souls find their way back to the light, emerging from the shadows with a quiet, resilient glow. There, we rediscover our essence, reclaim our peace, and rise once more to face the world, whole and healed. ❤️

©️ Beatriz Esmer