battered, bruised and chipped apart
but we are solidly rooted
grounded in love..
misshapen - with an unspoken beauty-
an inward badge of hope, courage and strength..
We stand strong
like the statuesque oak tree that weathers the storms -
as it creaks and moans in its’ twists & turns..
we -too- bend to the mighty winds - growing in wisdom, connecting and forming to other branches - until we are so solid - no force can shake us..
standing firm in our twisted stance - we are beauty
catching the eyes of passersby
sharing feelings of great expectations and desires of hope..
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