I Have Two X-Chromosomes
When rain may shed
Remember that rain heals
and nurtures growth
Rain may linger for a bit longer after storm
Dripping with tears like damp leaves in the evening
But soon those lashes will turn crisp
And those eyes will open again to inhale all those new breaths
As the wind arises
Maintain your ground, of course
But realize the state of your ground changes
And you will need to shift with the season
In the end
It’s all a cycle
Find beauty in your path
Your roots will always stay
Shed your leaves
Rise tall
Don’t shy away to branch out.
