A woman tending her garden.
Woman: Plants are so resilient.
Pull off all their leaves.
Forget to water them.
What were brown stems, dead to the onlooking eye,
Pull water from deep roots and bloom anew
As long as the temperature is right.
May I be fortified by such strength
As I harvest them for sustenance.
May I prune myself back to save energy in hard times.
May I grow deep roots.
May I just keep growing
And growing
And growing
And blooming anew
Even when the world has left me for dead.
