My Strength
the wind rushes through the trees
breaking branches that stand in its way
and I think,
what if I had strength like that
to break through anything that stands in my path
to ignore the whispers
from depression and anxiety,
my unwelcome friends,
what if I remembered
I already have that kind of strength
the kind that has moved mountains
and made the light shine
when I needed it the most
and I smile,
because the wind has reminded me
of the one thing I forgot
-my strength
by Esther Gonzales
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