You, the warrior in quiet healing from wounds in life's battles. So strong externally, ready to fight what life throws at you. Until, one day, you grow weary, a new scar takes longer to heal. You don't feel as strong or able as you once were. Rest is restless as more challenges find you, test you until you fall to your knees - hides the vulnerability away. The darkness is a lonely place. A cave where you alone live. A made of paths but too weak to take a step forward. To heal you become cocooned in your own skin. It is a type of death you feel in defeat...yet without knowing at this point, you're transforming as the light within embraces the fragile pieces left broken from one too many battles and binds them together...differently. Like Kintsugi, the Japanese art of putting broken pottery pieces back together with gold — a metaphor for embracing your flaws and imperfections. It's a stage of growth, rebuilding, reflection, and learning. The gold is your light soon to be strong again, renewed imperfectly beautiful - the wounded warrior with the heart of a lion roars.