To Be Crust Free

[PrttyBrd]

Lost... lost in the miry clay that gathers at the foot of the mountain after the rain.The sun slowly dries and hardens the outer shell forming the thick protective coating.If one were to stumble across the stone the soft and very human core would be invisible.So eager to attack that mountain, yet the torrential downpour that plagued that journey could not have been predicted.One slip and even the greatest will fall.One slip and forever lost.Barricaded from the warmth of the sun within the cold, dark casing.Awaiting another storm, hoping to soften enough to crack the surface.Looking to escape the safety of the carapace.Hoping all is reversible and nothing lasts forever.