Hello. Good evening. Swell family. Becky here from visions. Expression. And I was going through my files and my photos and my poems and I found this piece and wanted to share you. It. I wrote this maybe about a year or so back. As our past bends its back in an arch, a bridge leads to the new. The unknown steltified with a humble terror. Quiet. Let nobody find out. Let nobody find out. Silent safety tenuous at the tip of my tongue