Learning to let go

Like a mother of her young.

I,

The idea of rigidity.

Rigidity is my safe place;

A home with many layers

To the foundation,

On which it stands.

Bricks and mortar

Of learned behaviours.

Like a rainstorm,

Some seep through the cracks

Harder than others.

Patching them up accordingly.

One:

The idea that everything

Should stay the same.

The rain pours

Even harder.

Washing that Idea,

Away.

A cleanse.

New beginning.

Learning,

To let go.