Storm

The trees don’t blame

the rain for falling too hard

The fish don’t blame

the water for running too deep.

you are only witnessing

the pain, the sadness, and the grief.

those things that happened to you

they are not who you are.

they made you stronger

gave you a new skin

but they’re not there to stay

and neither are you.

as long as the wind still blows

you’d grow a pair of wings

to fly through the storm.

t.l.