I have had to, in recent times
Sit with myself
In stillness, quiet and worst of all,
In fleeting moments.
I learned in those sitting moments that –
We bank on strength
As proof of our longevity
“I fought for this”
I would like to remind us that-
it’s not always been this way
Once upon a time, we were soft.
and in those sitting moments, who I am returns
This person unfettered by the world
Is a quiet, soft spirit
Who smiles at a meme her crush sent to her
Who keeps flowers in a marvel jug on her table
I don’t want to bring muddy boots unto my rug
Resilience is so in tune with survival
But with my precious life,
I don’t want to survive it. I want to live it
So after putting on that resilient face for the world
For myself, in my quiet, I’ll remind myself that I can be tender
I should be tender.
