The Calm After the Storm

When you came you brought the clouds.

The beautiful kind.

The kind that makes you wish you could lay in them

And soak up the warm sun.

But soon those clouds turned to storms.

Tossing my emotions through wind currents.

Taking my sanity hostage in the hurricane.

Now the air is silent. Almost too silent.

I forget what it’s like to have peace.

To wake up and not feel the weight

Of your raindrops on my branches.

And still I stand.

Growing slowly each day.

Blooming in ways I never knew possible.

You may have rattled my leaves

But my trunk is strong.

My roots secure.

I will not waiver.