Sometimes there are no words,
there’s only sitting in silence
and letting the tears come.
It feels massively important to lose
I’m left with roots running deep,
but the trellis is gone,
the one that held me up,
the one too often taken for granted.
There is now a breeze at my back
where the support used to be,
and I’m afraid I might fall,
but I am finding I’m strong enough
on my own,
and I realize that all these years
I have been strong.
And all these years,
Nurture peace, cultivate kindness, and carry the calm.
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