A long period of uncertainty
With long hours of nothingness
Spent dreaming and fantasizing
Dreams that are sometimes hinged on delusions
Cluttering the skies of one's imagination
With holding the much needed sunlight
From reaching the bottom of one's life
A period of scarcity and raw poverty
Where hunger is part of the devotion
And food is a luxury best reserved for kings
Hibernation is a time of spiritual reflection
And biopyschosocial purification
A time of humility at the edge of life
A time of near death experiences
A time to shed the burdens of life
A time to review the past
Embrace the present and dream of the future
A time to filter through your relationships
Plucking out the chaff
And recognizing the gems in your life
A time to hunger for more and more
A time to polish your passions
And present a better you
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