I took this time off to get away.
To realize that, solitude isn't such a bad thing.
To get away from the leaves that blocked the sunlight.
And the roof that hovered over me when it rained.
I watched and let every droplet pass me by.
Being able to feel the warmth but not see it's source
Has me parched
I'd like to leave the shade now
The darkness has left me wilted and small
Though if I leave, some roots will be ripped off
It hurt when I was pulled
Roots were left behind, but not them all
I sit now with a perfect view
The clouds open up revealing the sun
Like a safe opening up to gold
Only the sun is more precious
Water touched me for the first time in forever
Then is when I grasped that remembering doesn't feel as good as knowing
No more leaves and no more roof.
I am alone, but I am finally growing.