Beyond the Friction: Finding Grace in the Strength of a Lone Leaf

 

The Wednesday Poem: "The Solitary Light" ⚓️🍃

One leaf. One light. One standing.

The cluster is loud,

heavy with the weight of being

"known,"

 

tangled in the friction of

misunderstood silences

and the sharp edges of office

whispers.

But here, on the edge of the branch,

 

a single soul leans into the gold.

To be separated is not to be broken;

it is to be unburdened.

You do not need the crowd to catch the sun. 

You only need to hold your own space

and let the rhythm of the stillness tell you who you are.