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.