You are not a deck of cards
Stop threatening
Collapse
At the slightest chance of wind.
Neither are you a brittle pane of glass
Transparent
And forced to look where others point.
You are a mighty ship
You may steer where you choose
You are a venerable oak tree
Take strength from your roots
You are the wild, bending sunshine
The power within you
To change hearts and guide minds
Inspire by simply being
You
Are more than
Your edges and the walls
That you built to protect you
I understand
I, sometimes, crumble, too.
~
RNH
