Storyteller: 100 Poem Letters

by Morgan Harper Nichols

For the forest: In the wind the tree will bend, in the wind the branch will shake, but in the end, the deeply rooted will be too strong to break.

I do not know why some plants grow in the sun, and some in the shadows but I do know they still grow.

And if in the past, you sowed what you did not need, there is nothing that says you must keep watering those things. Leave them alone. Let them die. Make room to only sow things that bring life.