mirror of the cancer moon

and the unimaginable happens

while I am taking care of my outter in my house

one of the most beautiful moths I have ever seen

appears suddenly

in the scare, in my reaction,

the mirror breaks

almost after, a kind of rage comes 

just in the night of the moon in my emotions

what a mind and

her little traumas can not do,

right?

signs may it be or am I going mad?

of showing I am never done 

on knowing myself in the realest

I am much more I think I am

a metaphor also 

for it may not be what you think it was in a first look

even if you feel it is a certainty

you need to wait and dig in the event to really see what it is

she only wanted to be safe 

and entered to refuge

and I, in my fears

happened

I prefer to believe it is all connected

and every day more my intuition screams it is

yes, it seems a crazy talk when you are in the surface

a mess to learn about it later

a mess to laugh about it later