Surrounded by these things 

I thought I had returned home

Enveloped by these branches

I felt there were two, not one

Embraced by this smell, full of light and laughter

I recognised it. I grasped it.I craved it.

I loathed it.

I repossessed it.

Continuously it kept stinging me.

Reviving me. Glorifying me. Condemning me. 

Nourishing me.

Surrounded by these things. These moments I hoarded.

These moments I mastered all seemed surreal, yet

ordained.

Enveloped by these branches

Elation at it´s peak

Broke them all

And left one standing

black panther