Rooted like a tree I’m stuck in the one place, gently moving with the current of life.
You came like a storm and tore my branches, stripped my leaves and left me looking worn…
I admitted defeat and accepted that I was damaged…each day becoming more withered until the last leaf fell.
Darkness..all I could see and feel was darkness. “am I dead?”
Desperately I soaked in the sun, bathed in the water…
Unexpectedly woken by a dim light slowly creeping in, a glimmer of hope. The warmth crept back into what was left of my once vibrant branches!
My body is weak but my roots are deep, my foundation is strong.
Just take one look at me!
I have regrown stronger than I had ever imagined possible.