1 month ago. Saturday, May 23, 2026 at 6:10 AM
She uses the rain,
softens the blow that staggers,
clears eyes to show
how gentle the truth should be.
She uses her own charm to mend fears.
She uses the wind
to soothe new wounds
too fresh to scar.
She offers her security to turn the page,
uses the sun to warm the ground
where puddles grew,
and shares her strength to right what’s fallen.
She uses herself as anchor,
letting the storm tear through her
while she shelters all.
But when you try to hold her,
she becomes nothing—
because she’s given everything.