jd writes;

I am not through the thicket

And into the brush --

A clearing ahead

Makes me reminisce

Of the last time I was there.

Everything can be pushed aside until it can't;

Thorns as a defense mechanism,

They're a reminder, too.

I was meditating on the concept of how I had become my mental illness. Instead of being JD, I became a Bipolar Person. That was all. You are not your thorns, as much as the thrash about you.

I was having an episode and before I knew it,

the thing up and overtook me.

Though the seasons change-

Harvest comes to pass. A new