realizing
i am the gentle healing,
the breeze before the hurricane;
the first answer to your cries
to the universe.
if you can learn your lessons
through sweetness,
i'm a blessing.
ignore me,
take kindness for weakness
and my affection for granted,
i remove my asé
and the fires begin to burn.
après moi,
le déluge.
i will always
move on
will always
be whole
with
or without
you.
choose wisely.
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