The Wind
We cant change the wind,
but we can adjust the sails.
And so we do,
Have done, since the first boat.
The wind doesn’t stop for us to grieve,
but it will blow itself out.
Without our grief.
Indeed, until the trees bend and break,
we don’t know how strong they are.
Until they crack and splinter,
we don’t know how deep their roots grow.
And without a storm,
where would the rainbow go?
We cant change the wind,
but in its agitation, there is illumination.
AKSHR
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