Vaccine love

Waiting in line
To get challenged and stand up for myself.
Teaching my body, after teaching my mind
To be resilient
Learning to fight the dark side of the world.

Teaching quietly

Stones do not move freely

Unless the storm comes by surprise.

Trees bend and politely deny

The status quo.

Nature is the real teacher.

Roof top

I shape myself
To be as steep as a mountain roof
Not afraid of snow or weight.
The storm is far
But only the strong
And unique
Will let the heavy rain slide
on their shoulders.

Angry present

The sun shine
But my fire is on
Angry and avid as ever.
Angry for the undetermined present,
Avid for the slowly coming future,
Both out of reach
Although in sight.