Staring out to sea,
I stand tall and proud,
Watching over you,
Enduring each storm.
I swayed in the wind,
Bending with each breath,
Never showing pain,
I felt with each gust.
I felt every pull,
Each and every one,
Without shedding tears,
I stayed numb to pain.
Until that one day,
When I couldn’t stand,
I finally broke,
Just below my core.
The day I stood firm,
Refusing to flex,
I just cracked in half,
Losing my character.
Waiting for someone,
To pick up pieces,
One by one or more,
Of what’s left of me.
I can only hope,
They put my roots down,
Back in the moist ground,
To start life again.
With new beginnings,
My new roots take hold,
Green leaves start to bloom,
Branches sprout about,
Proving once again,
Resilience wins,
As the life’s cycle,
Renews once again.
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